PARADISA LOST

[Italy is starting to overhear about babies disappearing. He gets a little worried on how Daisy is for him. What if she starts to go away too? Can he say goodbye to her? Will she be alright? Now he wasn't sure if Daisy was truly like a nation, but still wants to see her again for one last time before she does go on her own. Has she changed yet since he last saw her? Did she grew into a beautiful young lady and move on to expand her world? He is currently at the kitchen waiting for his family to join with him. He hoped to see Harley or Daisy around. Maybe both.]

( Harley Quinn )

[It was a bright morning today in Paradisa. It is time now for everyone to wake up. Italy ruffled in bed for a while before stirring. He moaned. His eyes start to flicker open. The Italian smiled. He got dressed and headed towards the kitchen to make some breakfast. Anyone that passes by him can see his golden amber eyes.

Italy though can't help but wonder why he opened his eyes today. He rarely open his eyes in front of anyone. Before he could even get into detail, his stomach growled and he moaned again.]

No time to think about eyes, it's time to eat!

[And with that, he dashed off to get to the kitchen.]

((Loss start! You may pass him by in the halls, near the kitchen, or be exactly at the kitchen! His eyes are open like this post! And sorry if I am limited on his eyes open, but pretend they are there. His full eyes open are like this icon and in the OOC post.))

[Wasn't Easter suppose to be about something else? Not some brightly colored eggs containing little pieces of brightly colored paper or some chocolate? If you think so, then you are not alone. Italy has been finding these crazy little things around him. In his pockets, under his pillow, in his boots, and even when he starts to trip on them.]

I really wish I have a basket for this. There's too many for me to carry!

[Poof! One Easter basket! He places the eggs in them and carries the brown basket.]

Is anyone else finding these things too? Isn't this holiday suppose to be about-AAAAHHH!!

[Everybody seems to be in a singing mood lately. Why? Not that it really bothered him, but if someone wanted to join hands and sing, he would have definitely joined in as well. He was sitting in the lobby, wondering about all this happening. He lost his train of thought when he heard some strange music. Italy smiled and got up to dance. This seemed fun. Little did he know was that a strange map appeared behind him. It was the map of his home world. Earth. It wasn't long before he started to sing and point out what each of the places were.]

♪♫United States, Canada Mexico, Panama
Haiti, Jamaica, Peru,
Republic Dominican, Cuba, Carribean
Greenland, El Salvador too.
Puerto Rico, Columbia, Venezuela
Honduras, Guyana, and still,
Guatemala, Bolivia, then Argentina
And Ecuador, Chile, Brazil.
Costa Rica, Belize, Nicaragua, Bermuda
Bahamas, Tobago, San Juan,
Paraguay, Uruguay, Surinam
And French Guiana, Barbados, and Guam.♪♫

[Italy stares at confusion. Before he could say anything, he began to sing again.]

( Cut for other nations )

[The music stops before he looked around to see if anything strange was going to happen. He goes back to the map, but it vanished.]

I think I shouldn't have that pasta from last night....

((OOC: For those who don't know this song, go over here to get the idea of what Italy was singing. Other than that. You have just learned most of where the nations are. And Animaniacs if you live under a rock. Will tag back as soon as I get home from a trip.))

[Italy had just woken up from his sleep and was in a good mood today! Why? It's his birthday! Yahoo! And for his birthday, he decided to go make himself some pasta! Not just one, two, or even three! But a birthday cake size pasta! If it was even possible for anyone to do. After getting all dressed up, he then decides to take a shortcut to the kitchen by wishing it.]

I wish I was at the kitchen!

[And poof! One birthday boy in the kitchen! The Italian is full of joy, that he started to sing a song while getting everything ready to make the pasta cake!]

Draw a circle, that's the Earth!
Draw a circle, that's the Earth!
Draw a circle, that's the Earth!
I am Italia!

Ah, the world around us can be seen with a stroke of a single brush
And now we give a toast with our boots!

[Ok, something was weird on the last part. If one listens carefully at the end, it was replaced with a high-pitched voice. Almost like a girl. When Italy was about to turn on the stove, everything started to get bigger. Bigger for him? No, he is actually getting smaller. Even younger by the looks of it. His uniform was slowly changing into a green maid outfit, getting chubbier, and now found himself just about three feet tall.

Italy looked around, confused. Something felt very familiar about it, but he can't put his finger on it. When the guy spoke, it was that same high tone that was used before.]

Uwaaaah! C-Can someone help me? Everything looks so big right now!

((OOC: Forward dated to 9 AM and now starting Italy's birthday loss! Feel free to bump into him whether planned or not! It's open!))

[Italy slept so peacefully at the thought of Valentine's Day coming up. And when it did he, came jumped out of bed and got dressed. He was a bit surprised at a pink shirt, but didn't mind since it was a holiday that had these kind of colors. After getting dressed, he walked out of his room and headed towards the kitchen. Maybe make some kind of Valentine's pasta? Most likely. 

On the way, he noticed bowls of candy hearts in the halls. Curious as he ever, Italy decides to look through them. They all had various sayings, most of which he awed at them. He picked up one and pops it into his mouth.

Few seconds later, he frowns in disgust.]

This sucks....

[He dashed off towards the kitchen to go make that pasta. Italy was a picky eater. He liked gourmet stuff. The chalky candy was bad for him. Of course, he might not expect something once he comes face to face someone. Who will meet up with the Italian on his way towards the kitchen?]

((OOC: Open for anyone in the Valentine's craziness! They even say Italians are ranked as the world's best lovers! ;D))

[If you are around the kitchen, you will see Italy making something. This time, it was not pasta. He is currently making some riceballs. There were about three riceballs that were done on his right and a closed bento box on the left. His clothes also appeared to be different as well. He is actually wearing a blue kimono with sandals. The guy had wished for it, size and everything.

After finishing with that last riceball, putting it on the plate, the Italian gave a sigh.]

I wonder how Japan is doing right now. Japanese cooking is not as fun without him.

((OOC: February 11 is the National Foundation Day of Japan! Being a world from Hetalia, he decides to dedicate this day towards his personified friend! It is open! Whether people who are actually from Japan that knows this special day or not!))

 [Italy was occupying himself in the kitchen. He had just finished making a nice batch of pasta. The Italian then starts to eat without a care in the world. The kitchen itself, is a bit of a mess after he cooked his food. He was aware of this, but doesn't bother to clean it. The guy had trouble cleaning up his own messes. A friend of his usually does it.

When he glanced at his mess, Italy can just imagine his friend cleaning it up. He looks angry as he tries to tell the Italian to clean up next time. Or don't just make pasta. Italy would even make a huge mess in his friend's kitchen, which is a lot worse to even imagine how would he react seeing that!

He couldn't help but chuckle. It's been a while since he last saw him. At the same time, he misses him so much.]

I wonder how Germany is doing right now.....he would get really mad if I missed out on training like last time. And making a mess in the kitchen.....and over sleeping.......

((OOC: Open says me! But seriously, want to comfort the guy? Maybe enjoy a plate of pasta with him?))

[Waking up on Christmas morning, he was surprised to find himself back in his own room. The dream was like a trip back in time. He couldn't exactly remember what the dream was about, but something in his heart made him feel warm. Italy was a child again in his dreams. He was living under someone else's control. But there was someone in his dream that he couldn't remember. He raised his head up high, trying to figure out who this person was. When he started looking down, a present was wrapped in green, white, and red stripes was on his lap. His heart was full of joy at such a sight. Santa was here!

Italy was very quick when he is feeling so overjoyed.Unwrapping the present was easy as pie. He slowly then lifted the box, trying to make himself more excited. His eyes came upon what appears to be a maid outfit. But this was not just an ordinary maid outfit. When Italy began to pick it up, it was about his own size. The outfit was just his right size to wear. This made the Italian confused. Was it really Santa who gave him this?

The man then remembered something in his dreams. He stared at the outfit once again, before smiling.

If one should happen to be around the lobby, entering the scene is "someone" in a green maid outfit. "She" looked around as if she was looking for a place to go. The maid turns her head every so often, unaware of who "she" might bump into. It wasn't long before "she" collided into someone. The poor "woman" covered her mouth, trying not to let out a scream before turning to the person. "She" was ready to apologize and possibly cry for what just happened.]

((OOC: Open to anyone who comes here!))