[open] Beach BBQ Mingle

[ex_unitedstates491]

Who: America and anyone up for a bite
When: Day 82 noon
Where: The park in the north, closer to the ocean
What: Believing that food can cheer anyone up after the failed escape plan and nightmare imprisonment, America grills up some burgers, hot dogs, chicken wings and veggie skewers for anyone who's passing by.

On such a gorgeous autumn day, who wouldn't want to spend it outside with good eats and warm sunshine? It had taken up a lot of time to 'imagine' up a few ice chests filled with ready-to-grill meat, but America had put all his energy into making sure it was the most ~*awesome*~ barbeque.

If anyone happens to pass by, they'll see him whistling a random, catchy tune while flipping a few patties. If his gaudy 'I ♥ NY' apron didn't catch their eye, the wonderful aroma of fresh burgers might turn their heads. If anyone comes close enough, America greets them with a bright grin.

"Hey there, pal! You're just in time! Grab a plate and knock yourself out!" He thumbs toward the table he set up with patties piled high, dressing, and condiments.

[[ooc: Threadjacking is encouraged! Feel free to have characters (especially you new folks) meet and mingle in the smaller threads or make your own! Let's enjoy good food and good weather! Don't forget to add your characters tag! o/]]

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[awesomemich]

Well, it never took much coaxing to get Prussia to come and enjoy food, especially if he didn't make any of it. So he's here and hungry. "Kesesese~ Hamburg Steak?" he wondered what the cut rolls were for. Oh pickles, he liked pickles.

[ex_unitedstates491]

America comes over to plop down another plateful of beef. He places his hands on his hips as he looks at which meat needed replenishing and spots Prussia.

"Yo, Prussia! Glad you made it out here! Dude, eat up! I got more comin'! You German guys like plenty of meat n' potatoes, right?"

Threadjack, awwww yeaaaa

[paysdelamour]

France hadn't really felt like going out, not after the mirror had obviously been turning him into the Phantom, physically anyway. (Though mentally, the Phantom enjoyed lurking, so it might have been both.) Either way, he had only really come because he was scared of the mirror that was bobbing around behind him, and wanted to be around someone. Anyone. And this picnic would - theoretically, at least - be a way to do that.

So it was that Francis approached the park, and spotted two of his fellow nations almost instantly. "Ah, Prussie, Amérique, bonjour." He tried to give a smile, but he was pretty sure they were going to say something about his appearance - after all, his hair was a lot lighter, almost platinum blonde in color, and more importantly, it was shorter. His hair just happened to look quite a bit like Prussia's, as if Prussia had grown his out a bit. He'd only looked at the mirror for about a minute total, and it had already done this.

He ignored the little floating mirror out of the corner of his eye, wishing that he could just cover it again, but that hadn't worked the last time.

[awesomemich]

Prussia smirked at America, "Ja, meine Brüder and I love potatoes. But what's with the cut--" He cut himself off upon seeing France.

"Oi! Frankreich! I know I'm awesome, but why are you imitating me?" he asked. Sure, his hair was still really long, though no longer red. Luckily, his clothes hid the changes the mirror had caused.

I guess we can keep this going 'til Carol gets back?

[paysdelamour]

Francis rolled his eyes a bit as Prussia instantly mentioned his hair. Well, he had not expected it to be so soon. "Not even a hello?" He quickly brushed through his hair with his fingers, obviously feeling uncomfortable about it. "If it were up to me, I would have my hair long and blond again."

[awesomemich]

"Kesesesese~ Guten Tag!" he smirks at France. "But having shorter hair is so awesome!"