big brother france and that girl

A Letter to Nintendo (I Met My Love on Mario Kart)

Dear Nintendo,



If you didn’t exist I would not have met the love of my life. You’re probably thinking, “So you bumped into someone and realised you both liked Nintendo, who doesn’t? Cool story…” Not even close. 

The year was 2008, a year I’m sure many hold dear in their hearts. The year Mario Kart Wii was released. I don’t know about yours, but my days were filled with holding that wheel (of the plastic kind). MKWii was basically the air I breathed, I still remember my very first online race as crisp as a freshly cut lawn (Grumble Volcano before people realised that glitch existed). After playing the other Mario Kart games over the years against item-lucky computers (and the rare actual person), this blew my mind. However this is barely relevant to the story. The point is, people. There were people out there, just like you and me, casually sitting on the couch with a wheel imprint (perhaps 3.5% of the racing population) left in our hands and soul. Many hours (days, weeks, months), races (thousands, easily), blood sweat and tears went into this game and we all got something out of it I’m sure; fun, frustration, and friends.

Living in that piece of country people may often forget even exists (if it weren’t for the fact we use kangaroos as transport, especially after we realised emus don’t fly nor reverse), the option to play continental was such a blessing as we would often bump into the same people and you’d have that unspoken connection. No words, no contact, you just recognised each other by your Mii and/or name (for those who didn’t change it from John to W4FFLEZ, to SwagMeister89 every day). There was this one player that just stuck out to me, perhaps it was her luscious brown pixilated hair. Or it could have been because we seemed to be completely evenly matched, the only thing that separated us were those items. She’d win one race, I’d win the next. We had formed some unspoken bond, completely without contact, as we wouldn’t hit each other with items but were happy to do so to others. Side by side we’d race until some item-happy player would come along and separate us. So I’d stop at the finish line for her, even if that meant getting last place, just to let her know I saw what happened and she doesn’t deserve to come last because of some item spammer (you know, usually the 3 red shells one at a time). This became a trend and went both ways, I’d see her waiting there at the finish line for me. Then we’d both stop, together, and neither of us would cross. We just sat there at the line, revving our engines, moving backwards and forwards, wanting the other to cross. I still remember so clearly at 1am in the morning we ended up in a race together with just one other person, so the 3 of us. The race started but, simultaneously, we turned around and went backwards, did loops around each other, did the stop start (like when cloud man picks you up and you need a boost) into each other’s vehicles, grabbed items just to hit each other with, not having a single care about the race itself. This lasted for a good while, many laughs were had, and it seemed a true bond was formed - without a single word to each other. At this point, Mario Kart Wii didn’t have the option to add a friend just by clicking on them, or contacting them for that matter. You had to actually converse with them to get their friend code to then become friends, so all this time we were ‘scouring the country side’ to find each other (or more so because Australia is about as big as a 250kb USB, it was easy to bump into each other). Race after race, hour after hour, day after day, week after week we would race.


I didn’t know who this girl was (or even if she was a girl on the other side, let’s be honest) but we were Mario Kart soul mates. It wasn’t just Mario Kart that I loved, it was racing her, through our unspoken bond and silly rituals, that was fun in the purest form. It sounds like a Mario Kart love story… Until that dreaded time came where eventually we went our separate ways. It was time to say that unspoken goodbye, time to let go of that unspoken bond, time to move on. That was it…



So that’s the story, I met the pixilated love of my life and we raced until we could race no more.



…Ah but that’s only the beginning.

 6 years later Mario Kart 8 was released and I wiped the dust off the wheel, reflecting on the past. That wheel was my partner in crime, Epona to Link. It had scratches, bits missing out of it, even bite marks (ahem, sometimes races don’t exactly go your ways…). Those were the times! I jumped online only to find I had people from France, UK and Italy roam my races. Where were my fellow Australians? I played a few races and that was it, holding too strongly onto the past. Down went my trusty wheel and off went the game.

Until one afternoon my brother was bored (or procrastinating) and wanted to know what Mario Kart 8 was like, as we didn’t spend that much time together it was a prime opportunity to chill. So I popped it on, jumped online and went through the motions. A few races with people so far away, whilst fun, I got bored too fast. Almost switching the console off, something stopped me. Those brown eyes, luscious brown hair, big smile, black outfit. Could it be? It was. It was her. In a packed race filled with people from France, UK and Italy there were two Australians. Myself and the girl I raced almost 7 years ago. The girl who stopped at the line for me, the girl who didn’t hit me with items, the girl who who was my racing equal, the girl who I never spoke a word with but shared an unspoken bond. She had the same Mii, same name, there was no doubt it was her. Unlike me I had a different Mii (puberty does things to you) and a different name (I felt now that I was 23 I could level up from nickname to actual name). I knew who she was but she would never know who I am! I was on the tracks riding next to her, beeping at her, bumping into her, all the while knowing she would just think I’m some weirdo who doesn’t know how to handle a bike. It was all so ironic, as well as the fact unlike MK Wii we both didn’t race as our Miis but as Mario and Peach (the helmets covered up our luscious brown hair, y’see). Mario chasing his princess whilst the princess was basically in another castle/didn’t know who he was. I wanted to reach out and tell her who I was; I was that guy she raced almost 7 years ago, that guy who stopped at the line for her, protected her from items, the guy who she stayed up with into the early hours of the morning, that guy she never spoke a single word to. I savoured every race not knowing if I’d ever be able to see her again. I raced by her side race after race, even though I was hit with her items (“And if you hurt me, that’s okay baby” - Ed Sheeran, ‘Photograph’), I even stopped at the line for her. Did she know who I was? Probably not. Next race she was gone. 



And that is how I met the love of my life on Mario Kart, twice. Does that count as a real love story? We basically raced into the sunset to live happily ever after, right?



So there may be more to it. Being in a state of excitement, nostalgia, and who knows what, I was a man on a mission. When I’m a man on a mission I usually forget the simple things, like clicking on her Mii to add her as a friend. I didn’t even know such a thing existed. So I literally was a man on a mission. My first resort, google. Obviously no luck. Miiverse! Excitedly I reached ‘Search Users’ and typed in her name, only to realise that it was one of the most common names to exist. After about an hour of searching my hope was wearing thin, my face resembled a Mii who came in at least 10th, head down, lost, reflecting, pondering. Hang on, she had stars in her name! Apparently everyone with the name Lisa has stars in them. No luck. Utterly defeated, I held the power button down for two seconds and just before the third I realised something. Something didn’t look right… That’s right, she had spaces between the stars! I’ve never been more determined to hit that space bar. There she was. I had found her.

“Hey Lisa! I’m not sure if you’d remember me but I used to race as Ed back in the MKWii days! Was good to see you, can see you haven’t lost your touch!” Not even sure if she’d see the message or even reply, it was all in the hands of fate now. Fate it certainly was. She remembered me. We conversed through Miiverse, learning little basic bits about each other. The most important being that The Legend of Zelda was our favourite gaming series (and basically favourite thing to exist). To the point I have a Zelda tattoo and her dog’s name is Link. Destiny? From there, she asked for my email address so she could send me a photo of Link (let’s just say I am very thankful for Miiverse’s lack of characters/ability to send photos). 


One message turned into many, across days, weeks and months. A one sentence message grew into paragraphs, pages, novels, photos and videos. One single message evolved into over 25 000 words combined. Who knew what one message could lead to. I had found someone who I connected with on every level, whom I shared endless things in common with, big to small (to the point of both of us being left-handed and our birthdays being 2 days apart). However she lived a whole state away. This was nothing but a mere friendship over the internet.



I came across the amazing fan book “Legend of the Hero” by Kari Fry and bought one, along with a few other Zelda bits and pieces. A thought crossed my mind, perhaps I could send this to her? I mean it’s just as easy for her to go buy it herself, but it would be nice, right? So she ended up giving me her address and I excitedly made her a Zelda package. 


Off it went, along with my number on the back of the package (as required by the, ultimate wingman, post office). I soon received a very excited text message and from there we conversed through text - although we couldn’t let go of our novel emails straight away, as our recent messages were “Hey, just letting you know the Postman has left something in your inbox (Da na na naaaa)!” Soon after she sent me my very own Zelda package, which was easily the best package I have ever received in my life.








From there I knew I wanted to meet her. I wanted to drop everything, catch a plane, and meet this girl who I shared this abnormally special connection with. Meet this girl who I had raced for many hours, days, weeks and months on Mario Kart(s) (“Oh I lost you once but I found you twice, and my search is over” - ‘Deeper Love’, Mike Mago). Meet this girl who I waited for; not only at the line but, unknowingly, for many years. Meet this girl who I had spent hours upon hours writing to, words upon words, photos upon photos. Meet this girl who seemed to be a destined part of my life. That I did. 



One single flight and a solid friendship turned into thirteen flights (within a month) and a beautiful relationship, with the final flight being a permanent one. I’ve now moved states, transferred jobs, and am living with my best friend, my soulmate, my love. Best decision I’ve ever made was to catch that flight. No, the best decision I’ve ever made was to play Mario Kart. 











Who knew that Mario Kart could forever change your life?



Thank you, Nintendo.



- Elijah 



P.S. We are now very happily engaged - Zelda rings* for the both of us!


*Austin Moore from Earth Art Gem and Jewelry (https://www.etsy.com/shop/mooredesign13) made both our rings, with Lisa’s being a custom made design. Absolutely recommend!


P.P.S. Here is a link to the video (also included within post) of me proposing to my now fiancee (with Mario Kart included - as well as a Zelda cake): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukkw6XI4jTo 

Thank you, Nintendo.

So, I’m constantly flustered when it comes to picking a movie or finding something that interests me. Shout out to everyone who feelz & here is a list of movies I think everyone should watch (feel free to add on, I def didn’t cover everything): 

-The Butterfly Affect

-The Pianist

-Just Married

-Fight club

-The curious case of Benjamin Button

-Slumdog millionaire

- Immortal Beloved 

-Pulp fiction

-Pretty in pink

-Meet the Robinson’s 

-All disney movies

-All pixar movies

-Woman in gold

-Donnie Darko

-Stand by me

-Trainspotting 

-Girl, interrupted 

-P.S I love you

-The Babadook 

-The Skeleton Key 

-Anything directed by Wes Anderson 

-Howl

-Kill your Darlings

-On the road 

-I am legend

-Sixth sense 

-American Psycho

-Brick

-Yves Saint Laurent 

-Blue is the warmest color 

-Prozac nation

-Across the universe

-Moulin Rouge 

-The breakfast club

-Memoirs of a Geisha 

-The virgin suicides

-Anything directed by Tim Burton

-Mary & Max 

-Nymphomaniac 

-Clockwork orange

-Blow

-The Black Swan

-The Goonies 

-American Beauty

-Inception

-Pi

-Charlie Countrymen

-Sherlock Holmes 

-The Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind

-Almost Famous

-The Wolf on Wall Street

-American Gangster 

-The new and old Batman trilogy 

-Obviously Harry Potter

-Silver Linings 

-The Descendants 

-Limitless

-Shutter Island

-Into the Wild 

-Inglorious Bastards 

-Se7en

-Requiem for a dream

-Whiplash

-Grease 1 & 2

-Good Will Hunting 

-Blue Valentine 

-One day

-Big Fish

-Breakfast at Tiffany’s 

-Anything Woody Allen has produced 

-Back to the Future

-The Star Wars Trilogy 

-Space Balls

-Pineapple Express

-Pan’s Labyrinth 

-Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

-The Help

-Kick Ass

-It’s kind of a funny story

-Ask me anything

-Napoleon Dynamite 

-He’s just not that into you

-Ice Age

-Remember Me

-The Graduate

-Kramer vs Kramer

-Water for elephants

-The Big Lebowski

-Kill Bill (both volumes)

-Hotel Rwanda 

-Dirty Dancing

-Cast Away

-Fargo

-I, Robot

-The bucket list

-Ace Ventura: Pet Detective 

-Anchorman

-(500) Days of Summer

-City of God

-It’s such a beautiful day

-I am Sam

-Pay it forward

-The Kings of Summer

-The Blues Brothers

-The Boy in Stripped Pajamas

-Midnight in Paris

-How to Steal a Million

-The Great Gatsby

-Fantasia

-Men in Black

-White Girls

-Dazed and Confused 

-Iron Man

-Glory

-American History X

-Frances Ha

-Dead Poet Society 

-Spirited Away

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Aph Daddy Names
  • Italy: Pasta Daddy
  • Germany: Daddy Daddy
  • Japan: Otaku Daddy
  • America: Hero Daddy
  • England: Eyebrow Daddy
  • France: Frog Daddy
  • China: Mom Daddy
  • Russia: Pipe Daddy
  • Canada: Where-is-Daddy?
  • Prussia: Awesome Daddy
  • Spain: Nice-Ass Daddy
  • Romano: Tomato Daddy
  • Denmark: Lego Daddy
  • Norway: Big-brother Daddy
  • Sweden: Ikea Daddy
  • Finland: Santa Daddy
  • Iceland: Ice Ice Daddy
  • Ukraine: Booby Daddy
  • Belarus: Scary Daddy
  • Hungary: Manlier-than-her-husband Daddy
  • Austria: Piano Daddy
  • Switzerland: Peace Prize Daddy
  • Liechtenstein: Girl Daddy
  • South Korea: I own this Daddy
  • Hong Kong: Too serious Daddy
  • Taiwan: Can I be Daddy?
  • Poland: Fab Dad
  • Lithuania: Knight Daddy
  • Latvia: Too-small-for-his-own-good Daddy
  • Estonia: I am the Daddy
APH Wy's Contact Names
  • America: Uncle Sam
  • Canada: Mattie Maker of Pancakes
  • Australia: Supplier of Paint
  • England: brow face McCantcook
  • Republic of Ireland: Aunty
  • Sealand: Seaweed
  • KugelMugel: Art Buddy
  • Hutt River: no
  • Molossia: Meany
  • Seborga: Ketchup wombat
  • Italy Veneziano: DaVinci senpai
  • Italy Romano: Big brother
  • Scotland: Sheepy
  • Monaco: Dealer
  • Seychelles: Island Girl
  • France: Mwah Mwah Flowers
  • Russia: Aussie said only for emergencies
  • Belarus: chill lady that always smells nice
  • Ukraine: polite lady Russia
  • China: Oldy
  • Hong Kong: Kung Fu Fighting
  • Prussia: if found return to Germany
  • Germany: I am Germany
  • Austria: Prissy pants
  • Ladonia: Slave
  • Iceland: sweater prince
  • Norway: Butter
  • Denmark: spiky number one
  • Finland: Seaweed Mother Unit
  • Sweden: Tall uncle
  • Estonia: Nerd
  • Latvia: Shorty
  • Lithuania: teenage mutant ninja turtle
  • Poland: omg pony
  • Switzerland: bang bang shoot shoot bullet bullet gun
  • Liechtenstein: tea party princess
  • Netherlands: spiky number two
  • Belgium: Waffle House
  • Luxembourg: shaggy
  • New Zealand: Bilbo
  • Greece: cat man
  • Turkey: bird
  • Spain: señor sparkly
  • Portugal: señor salty

Hetalia Character Chart from Himaruya’s blog.

I found this translated version, it’s a shame the character descriptions are still in Japanese, so I’ve taken the liberty to translate them here. (if anyone knows the source please let me know and I’ll add a link)
It’s an older entry so many characters are not introduced yet (no Australia! ;_;)

EDIT: Check out the edited version HERE! (bigger image size)

Grandpa Rome: A spirited old man.  He’s very strong!
Italy: The protagonist.  It’s a bit of a coincidence that he got his ahoge. (Italy: Ve~ Germany~)
Romano: Italy’s older brother. It’s hard to tell whether he’s confident or timid.
Norway: He’s mysterious and can see fairies!
Korea: If his ahoge has a face, then it’s Korea! Try tell him apart by the face.
Austria: If he keeps saying “obaka obaka” (fools!), then he’s Austria! Remember there’s no “al” in Austria!
Turkey: If he says “beranme~” (bloody fools!) and likes sweet food, that’s him!
Greece: If there’s a cat nearby, that’s him!  He thinks a lot.
Iceland: In his own special category. If his hair curls inwards strangely that’s him.
Canada: If he looks gentle and is with a bear, it’s Canada!
America: If he has a small cowlick where his hair parts, it’s America!
Sweden: If he speaks Tohoku dialect, then it’s definitely Su-san.
Estonia: He’s supposed to be the best looking guy of the whole manga… 
England: He’s blunt, and he uses magic and sees fairies. Overall a fantastical guy.
Sealand: He believes he’s a recognized nation without doubt. A mischievous boy.
Germania: An old pal of Grandpa Rome. Doesn’t speak much and is very intimidating.
Germany: If Italy has him wrapped around his finger, and he’s diligent and buff, then it must be him.
Prussia: If there’s a bird nearby, and he goes “kesesese”, it’s him!
France: He’s a big brother overflowing with love! Usually good looking.
Ukraine: If her boobs make SFXs and she goes “Russia-chan, Russia-chan”, then it’s Older Sister Ukraine.
Seychelles:  She wears two pigtails with big red ribbons.
Belarus: If she’s scary, that’s her.
Egypt: Still many unexplained mysteries
Holy Roman Empire: You can tell it’s him by his sideburns!
China: The only girl in the Allies…or not.
Poland: If he always says “Arienshi-” (no way~) then it must be him. Actually his stomach is pretty weak too.
Lithuania: If he’s played around by Russia or Poland then it’s him.
Lichtenstein: If Switzerland is nearby then it’s definitely her.
Belgium: if she has almond-shaped eyes and speaks Shiga dialect, then it’s her.
Taiwan: If she wears a lot of flowers and her eye color is black, then it’s her.
Hungary: If she’s holding a frying pan, it’s definitely her.
Switzerland: If he holds a gun and lectures people, it’s most likely him.
Denmark: He doesn’t wear any accessories (or “plain-looking”, but I fully disagree :P)!  If he speaks with an Ibaraki dialect, it’s him.
Japan: Even if he doesn’t look it, he’s an old man!
Finland: Even though he has a cute face, he’s very strong! Moi!
Hong Kong: A pretty robust and strong-willed guy.
Russia: If he’s holding a water pipe, that’s him.  Only the end of his hair curls slightly.
Spain: The boss everyone loves who goes “fusososo”. (I should add that the question is more accurately “Does this character always look happy WITH NO REAL REASON?” XDD)
Latvia: If some weird kid is always bothering him and sometimes he just ends up picking a fight with Russia, that’s him.

Hetalia Nicknames - Japan Style (What He Really Thinks)
  • America: Superman
  • England: Tsundere
  • Canada: Megane-kun (Male Glasses Character)
  • France: Prince Type
  • China: Annoying Big Brother
  • Russia: Russia-san (too scared to give him a nickname)n
  • Germany: Erwin Smith
  • Italy: Pasta
  • Romano: Tomato
  • Spain: Bipolar Pirate
  • Prussia: Bad Boy
  • Hungary: Yaoi Fangirl
  • Austria: Reincarnated Beethoven
  • Switzerland: Heichou
  • Liechtenstein: Sweet Lolita
  • Belarus: Gothic Yandere Lolita
  • Ukraine: Emotional
  • Estonia: Closet Otaku
  • Lithuania: Class Representative
  • Poland: Manic Magical Girl
  • Latvia: Latvia-kun
  • Sealand: Seaworld-kun
  • Finland: Loli-Shounen
  • Sweden: Strong, Silent Type
  • Denmark: Dragon Slayer
  • Norway: Elsa's Twin Brother
  • Iceland: Aisu (Ice)
  • Hong Kong: Little Devil Type
  • South Korea: Baka (idiot)
  • Taiwan: Annoying Imōto (Little sister)
  • Seychelles: Island-hime (princess)
  • Greece: Catman
  • Turkey: Turkey-san
  • Belgium: Neko-chan
  • Netherlands: Godzilla
  • Romania: Dracula
  • Australia: Kangaroo Man
  • New Zealand: Lord of the Ring
Plot: Growing a Plot from a Single Scene

Anonymous asked: Here’s my problem: I have this story (not sure I can call it a story, though) stuck in my head for quite some years now and the only thing I know about this story is how it ends. I have no idea how to start it and the events that led to that certain ending. But the biggest problem is that I’m sure that I want this story to be a trilogy or a series and the fact that the only thing that is clear about it is the ending. Any advice? By the way, I love your blog!!! :) sincerely, t.


Thanks! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the blog. :)

If you have the ending but nothing else, you might try reverse engineering the story. For example, lets say you know that the story ends with a girl running into the arms of a guy on a hillside after a big battle. The first question you have to ask yourself is where is this hillside? Is it in medieval France? A park in 22nd century Kansas City? Or maybe it’s inside a gigantic space station in orbit above Mars. 

Next you need to ask yourself: who are these people and how do they know each other? Are they boyfriend and girlfriend? Platonic friends? Brother and sister? What was their involvement in this battle? Did they fight? Did they hide? Were they on the same side? And what was this battle about? What were the two sides and why were they fighting? What was the battle like and who was the victor? Most important of all, how did the boy and girl become involved in the battle?

As you answer all of these questions (or, more specifically, the questions that your particular story idea brings up), the details will all start to fall into place and you should be able to find the kernel of a plot. A battle like this could be the result of an invasion or a revolution–so I would need to consider both options and pick the one that interests me the most. Then I just have to figure out who invaded (or why there was a rebellion), and little by little my story comes together.

After that you’ll want to outline and plan your story from the beginning of the series to the end to see where the natural divisions are. (More on that here.) This will help you determine the individual story arcs versus the overall series arc.

Good luck and have fun!

The Selection Series Alphabet: Y is for the Young Generation (A.K.A. Eadlyn’s Generation)

After the One, our favorite characters give birth to amazing children who grow through the walls of the Palace.

The First is Kile Woodwork, born one year after Maxerica’s wedding. He is the child of Marlee Tames and Carter Woodwork. Currently, he is fighting in Eadlyn’s Selection. He is a bookworm and wants to become an architect.

The Seconds are Eadlyn and Ahren, born two years after the One first epilogue. They are the children of America Singer and Maxon Schreave. The first one is the next Queen of Illéa and the Second one is the new prince consort of France by marrying…

…The Third one, Camille, daughter of Daphné, childhood friend of Maxon. She is herself the next Queen of France. Even if she doesn’t grow up in the Illéa Palace, she have a big part in the Schreave’s kids childhood and in Ahren’s heart.

The Fourth are Josie and Kaden. Josie is the youngest child of Marlee and Carter and Kaden the second son of America and Maxon. Josie is seen as a eccentric and a totally girly girl. Kaden, him, is describe by Eady as a genius boy for his age.

The Fifth and Last One is Osten, the yougest boy of America and Maxon. He is a trickster and he is a really cute and protective brother for Eadlyn, even if he is younger than her.

(Thanks to @maxericaruleillea for the idea!)

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shhhh

only france/jeanne now

there’s a little nonlinear section of hetalia just called “jeanne d'arc’s troubles”

it’s so cute help

like

france pls that’s RUDE

yeah u tell him girl

damn straight

WHOA BADASS LADY of course its joan of arc 
(I CANT FIND THE FULL PICTURE)

I can’t find the two other instances when she showed up in the comic sans A Bientot

But gosh

these babs are the best gosh most favorite hetalia ship otp dont talk to me about them though i’ll cry

Today (1/6/12) is the anniversary of Jeanne’s birth. It is widely believed she was born January 6th, 1412, which would make this year her 600th birthday 

Happy birthday, Jeanne

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I can already tell you what he’s saying in this screenshot and I am in tears because I know exactly what it is

It’s the “when I first saw you, I thought god was playing a cruel trick on me. But I see you’re living a happy life. It seems my wish has been granted." part

And I am just

in tears

Because he’s happy 

Because he knows this girl is Jeanne reincarnated

And she’s happy now

And a normal girl

Without the burdens of visions or leading an army 

She’s just a happy, normal girl

Just as he had wished for her to be