"So! We all set to send these babies out Germania?" the Roman Empire laughed loudly, leaving the nation in question with aching eardrums.
"Yes...After 8 hours, we are finally ready..." Germania muttered.
"Man! These little countries are going to be so excited when the realize they get to come study under the great ROMAN EMPIRE!" said Rome, striking a very heroic pose.
"Yes I'm sure they will, but first we have to put them in the mailbox." Germania sighed.
"Oh wait," said Rome as he picked up a stray piece of paper. "What about this application?" He scanned it before shouting, "GERMANIA WE MISSED ONE!" right into Germania's ear.
It took all of the self restraint Germania had not to throttle the Roman Empire right here and now. In fact, after spending 8 hours next to the loud and annoying man, he was about ready to throttle himself.
"For the last time Rome..." he growled. "Sealand is not a nation, we are not enrolling him!"
"Oh yeah, that's right." Rome threw the piece of paper into a trash bin that was stuffed with many other nation wannabe applications.
"Can we please go to the mailbox now?" Germania muttered.
"Yeah Ok," the Roman empire said. The two exited the room.
The room sat quietly for a good fifteen minutes, until somebody broke the window open.
"Ha Ha! I have managed to infiltrate the academy!" Sealand laughed, pulling himself through the shattered window. "Now I can grab all the applications and spam the academy until they have to acknowledge me as a country.
He rummaged around Germania's desk until he found a stack of blank application sheets, and one of the acceptance letters.
"What does this say," he mumbled.
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Dear Young Nation,
I am pleased to tell you, you have been accepted to the prestigious World Academy. Good for you!
When your done partying and freaking out about how excited you are, take the time to read this letter and I'll explain to you some stuff you need to know.
Our academy is this totally awesome boarding school, IN OUTER SPACE! I'm just kidding; it's actually in Rome, which is the best city ever!
You'll be expected to attend class on September 1st, for your initiation ceremony. Your other students will be there too, so you better be there or you'll spend your high school experience as a lonely outcast nerd. Woah! Germania is taking my penci-
Please disregard the above message,
All students must fill out a complete application similar to the one you filled out for your acceptance.
When you arrive at the academy, you should possess the following items.
-Four Clean World Academy Uniforms
-Casual Clothes
-School Supplies (Notebooks, Pencils, Paper, Ect.)
I remind you that the following items are prohibited,
-Firearms
-Alcoholic Beverages (Rum, Wine, Vodka, ect.)
-Swords
-Battle Axes of any kind
-Robots
-Animals (This includes Polar Bears, Whales, Unicorns, and Ponies)
Please remember tha-
Man kids! Isn't he stuffy! Don't pay attention to any of those lame rules! GO CRAZY KIDS!
-The Roman Empire!
(Enclosed Application)
Human Name:
Country Name:
Date of Birth/Independence Day:
Flag Colors:
National Flower:
National Animal:
Height:
Eye Color:
Hair Color/Length:
Describe Personality:
The History of Your Country:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Rate Your Intelligence (1-5):
Rate Your Sociability (1-5):
Rate Your Romantic-ness (1-5):
Rate Your Tolerance for Others (1-5):
What Foods Do You Enjoy:
Alliances with major countries:
We thank you for your time, and cannot wait to see you at school this september.
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"Ha!" Sealand laughed. "I can fill out the second application and trick them into accepting me! This is perfect!"
"Sealand what the bloody hell are you doing in here?"
Sealand spun around to see a very angry big brother behind him.
"Oh! England! I was just-"
"Every year you do this," England sighed, placing his head in his hands. "Do you honestly think I'm surprised."
He grabbed Sealand by his ear and dragged him out of the office.
"Let go of me!" Sealand whined. "I will be a nation you stupid Brit! Just you wait!"
"Whatever you say Peter..." England muttered as he dragged Sealand off.
And so our tale begins...
A/N: Alrighty folks! Here we go! For those of you who haven't figured it out yet, this is going to be a fic that is filled with OC'S countries. Fill out the application above and post it in the review box, and your character shall enter the Hetalia Academy.
A couple of rules about the posts though,
-The country you choose has to be a real country, not a fake one.
-The country has to be a smaller country, (no huge power in the world)
-You cannot use a country that has already been mentioned in the Hetalia series. (I'll tell you if you do on accident.)
-Be realistic and accurate about your country. Have their personality, likes and dislikes match that of their country, not yours.
-While I will consult you on some parts of the story, you have to trust me to portray your characters as accurately as I can. I do have to develop a plot here at some point, so please bear with me.
-When it comes to Romance...(XD) there may be some, but it there won't be any CanonxOC, only OCXOC or CanonxCanon. Vote which Hetalia pairings you like the most, or message me if you want to be romantically involved with another OC.
Have fun everybody, and please enjoy. ^^
*DISCLAIMER: This was inspired by International Academy of Hetalia so please give Lilly some credit ^^*