Oslo is italics

Reykjavik is normal

(Parentheses is me, the Admin!)

Welcome to Oslo and Reykjavik's Blog

Blog Post Number: One

You are visitor number: One

Location: Oslo's Room

Subject: Our So-Called Punishment

Well. Hello, blogosphere. I really don't want to be here, but here I am. My brother recommended that we make a blog together, after our last fight. So here I am. T_T

Rey. Stop being such a downer. I'm being forced into this too.

Right...I suppose we have to introduce ourselves, seeing as we've hijacked this account from its admin-

(It was a favor for Norway and Iceland!)

-and we have hacked it. The admin lies. I suppose I should tell you about me, or something.

Name: Reykjavik (Hanna Steilsson)

Age: ...fifteen in human years.

Height: About five feet, seeing as most of you readers are American.

Did I get the conversion right, Oslo?

Yes.

Weight: ...what do you care?

Favorite color: ...black. Like my soul.

She's being an idiot. Her favorite color is light blue.

Thanks a lot, Oslo.

No problem.

I was being sarcastic.

Pets: Logi, the idiotic Skua who refuses to leave me alone.

(Logi's kind of adorable~)

No she isn't. Silence, admin, we're hacking your account.

Family: Norway (Brother), Oslo (Sister), Iceland (Brother)

Why did Oslo name this the cousin's blog? I'm her sister, and I will NOT call her cousin.

Cousin, Reykjavik~ Cousinnn~

Shut up, Oslo.

Prized Possession: My headphones. Useful for tuning out the world.

Hei. My turn now, Rey.

Name: Oslo (Sylvi Bondevik)

Age: Sixteen in human years

Height: Five foot five, for the Americans. The (American) admin insisted that we do it in feet, because she hates conversions.

Weight: ...that's personal, takk.

Family: Norway (brother), Iceland (brother), Reykjavik (sister)

Pets: ...does my spirit wolf count? Because I say it does.

Prized Possession: My headband. You'll almost never see me without it. It has the Norwegian flag on it.

...Oslo...that "guardian whatever" is not a pet.

Why not? Norway counts his troll as a pet.

...your logic defies me, Bondevik.

That is my purpose in life...cousin.

No. Not calling you cousin.

Ah, you will. Someday. We haven't explained why we're even here, have we? After our last argument got a little...out of hand-

It was entirely Copenhagen's fault.

Yes, it was. That idiot stole my headband, then I was extra pissed.

Copenhagen is an idiot.

One thing we can agree on.

Yes. But anyway. Iceland and Norway have decided that we need to "bond" or something. So here we are. Hacking this random user's account.

(...I know you...IRL, guys...)

No you don't. Send us comments or whatever, because that is the only way to appease the brothers.

And tell Reykjavik to call me cousin.

No. Tell Oslo to stop that.

(Guys, wrap up this post, I need my account back.)

Whatever...this is getting boring, anyway.

Get typing. Yes, you, reading this. I can see you.

Oslo, stop scaring people.

(...you guys forgot the most important part, the bit that is going to keep me out of trouble.)

...what?

...hva?

(Send comments by PM, duh!)

Oh...right...appease our admin.

(My apologies to Anons, but...I like my account, takk.)

...whatever the admin says, in regards to that. It is her account, even if we hacked it.

Ugh, you're right, Oslo.

(Well thanks. COMMENTS BY PM, people!)

Do we even need to introduce you?

(No. I will introduce myself, whether you like it or not. I am Antonia Stark! And they wouldn't have been allowed on my account unless I WANTED it. They lie. Und you can call me Toni. Or Igi. I'm ok either way.)

That was unwarranted, admin.

(Stop calling me "admin" and call me "Toni," Reykjavik.)

Nah. Don't feel like it.

(Log off my account and leave me alone, guys. )

...fine.

Logging off,

Oslo (Sylvi Bondevik) and Reykjavik (Hanna Steilsson)

(Admin's Note: If you get what I did with the title, free internet cookie. :D)