Alice of Human Sacrifice

(( Okay so me and Romano were on TinyChat, being the bosses we are and I sang Alice of Human Sacrifice. Romano said that we should make a thread for that so I did~! It goes by the same basic thing. The four Alices (However you say it) If all the original Alices are taken you can make your own. BC Anywayys

The fourth Alice will be two separate people BTW ))

Alina walked down the forest path, carrying a -THE BRITISH ARE COMING THE BRITISH ARE COMING- sword, a red path of blood trailing her.

(( Lame ass post is lame ass ))

(( ... If possible, could Fem!Norge be one of the Fourth Alices...? O3O Aisu could be the other Fourth Alice. If she wanted. ))

(Course I wanna be one of the Fourth Alices~I CALL LEN)

(( Of course guys~ ^^ *edit time BC* ))

(( I CALL THIRD ALICE.
AS POLAND
NOT SPAIN.
8I
/shot ))

(( I forgot we ever had this thread until yesterday.... 8D ))

Poland opened his eyes. He found himself standing on the sidewalk a large busy town. People galloped away on their horse carriages. Others haggling for food. And some were just chatting, and playinng around. It seemed like a nice place. He looked down and saw himself an a cute little dress that was tainted green. Green? Bleh. Green is an ugly color! He wanted a pink dress. He walked over to a little shop, where clothes hung in several places and asked the guy for a pink dress, to replace this ugly green one.
"My, young lady, of course~!" The man smiled and walked into the corner of the shop, and serached for a nice dress he thoguht would suit Poland.
"I'm like, totally not a lady. I'm like, a guy." Poland protested. He was ignored.
The many came back and gave Poland the dress. "Free of charge. For as someone as nice as you."
Poland smiled, and took the dress. "Gee, like, thanks!" He ran off.
He went to some place where he could change without being seen by the public, and did so. When he had finished putting on the dress, it had turned into a shade of green, much like the dress he just took off.
"Aw, c'mon!" He whined, and then began to walk around the town some more.

Each time Poland would talk to someone, they would think he was a nice lady. Geez! People these days! Can they [/i]NOT[/i] see, or even hear him say, that he's not a lady! But before he knew it, he was queen of the country. Can you believe it? QUEEN. They made him a queen! HE'S NOT A FRIGGIN GIRL PEOPLE. But whatever. He totally ruled the place now, and nearly everyone listened to his every command. One day a little kid came to Poland with some news.
"Miss! I have some urgent news!" The boy spoke, in a childish, high-pitched voice.
"Eh? Like, what is it?" He said, by now he was used to being mistaken as a woman.
"Recently many townspeople have been found dead, covered in their own blood! We think they were killed by a sword!"
"Eeh!? That's so, like, totally uncool! Who like, kills people with swords!? YOU HAVE TO DO IT WITH LASER BEAMS."
"What should we do?"
"It's like, totally obvious!" Poland said cheerfully. "You're supposed to track that person down, then bring 'em to jail!"

(( ^^ Ignore the text above, I'm not RPing Poland anymore. But of course just about all of you already know this. 8D ))

(( Hey Alina? Can you change the 3rd Alice from Poland to Italy? I'm not RPing Poland anymore so yeah~. :3 ))

Italy suddenly found himself in a, what you could say, a foreign land. Nothing was familiar, not one bit. He turned his side to side repeatedly, the place looked nice. He took a step forward and then a familiar scent caught his attention, and he veered into another direction, following that scent. The scent smelled good~, it smelled like some kind of Italian food~. Actually, it was. When Italy finally arrived upon the source of the scent he found a restaurant. The Italian stepped into the restaurant out of curiosity, and he thought that the place nearly went silent from his presence for a second. He feels his belly rumble from hunger, so he glances around the place.
"Fratello?" He said, loud enough for the other Italian to hear.

(( ROMAAANOOO. You have so many threads to post in, and it's all my fault. |D ))