And oh, Norway being sweet to Antarctica...Honestly, I was so thrilled to see that, because I wouldn't trust him with any of these other nations. At all.
God, I had NO IDEA what to do with Norway when I started this--like, he has this loooong-ass history in Antarctica, but he has no canon personality, you know? XD So I just decided that his little character art looks sweet-natured, and went from there. I'm glad Antarctica had a nice older brother figure!
Ah, Cold War-era bitching. It's like a cherry on top of a perfect sundae of a fic.
I knew this would be appreciated. XD
And the worst thing about it is that the nations' desire to cut out a piece of the pie is nothing more than a huge, international pissing contest.
Yyyyep. Antarctica even points it out himself: there's nothing fucking here. (Well, he thinks his phytoplankton is pretty exciting, but nobody else seems to agree...) It's just a dick swinging competition; everybody has to get a piece of this kid, just because he's there. And if Russia gets a piece, then America wants a bigger piece. And so on...
At least everybody agreed to help look after his penguins. =/ Hahaha, on a "making of this fic" trivia note, I totally bombarded Eru with like a zillion questions about Orthodox church services. Just all, when do people go? What's it called? Is there singing? What hymns do they sing? What language is it in? Etc etc etc...and then a day later, I'm like "I need these really insulting lines translated into Russian" (I kind of enjoy not translating the Russian back when Russia is obviously just speaking Russian in order to get away with being more insulting when nobody can understand him--I hope that worked all right?). She translates, and sends me a message all "...This fic sounds really scary. ._." XD
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God, I had NO IDEA what to do with Norway when I started this--like, he has this loooong-ass history in Antarctica, but he has no canon personality, you know? XD So I just decided that his little character art looks sweet-natured, and went from there. I'm glad Antarctica had a nice older brother figure!
Ah, Cold War-era bitching. It's like a cherry on top of a perfect sundae of a fic.
I knew this would be appreciated. XD
And the worst thing about it is that the nations' desire to cut out a piece of the pie is nothing more than a huge, international pissing contest.
Yyyyep. Antarctica even points it out himself: there's nothing fucking here. (Well, he thinks his phytoplankton is pretty exciting, but nobody else seems to agree...) It's just a dick swinging competition; everybody has to get a piece of this kid, just because he's there. And if Russia gets a piece, then America wants a bigger piece. And so on...
At least everybody agreed to help look after his penguins. =/ Hahaha, on a "making of this fic" trivia note, I totally bombarded Eru with like a zillion questions about Orthodox church services. Just all, when do people go? What's it called? Is there singing? What hymns do they sing? What language is it in? Etc etc etc...and then a day later, I'm like "I need these really insulting lines translated into Russian" (I kind of enjoy not translating the Russian back when Russia is obviously just speaking Russian in order to get away with being more insulting when nobody can understand him--I hope that worked all right?). She translates, and sends me a message all "...This fic sounds really scary. ._." XD