The Life of Michigan: Chapter 2They were both looking at me. My papa and the strange man. The wolves behind me were ready to pounce at my command. Papa knelt down and I went over to him, not taking my eyes off the man in front of him. "This is Francis. He and his men are not here to harm us... yet. They just want to trade and establish a few camps here and there. I want you to be nice to them until they show signs of attack." I nodded and backed away. Francis looked confused and I wondered if he could speak our language. I sat down with the wolves and they laid down as well. I heard papa make funny noises, but the men seemed to understand him. After a while, th
The Life of Michigan: Chapter 1My feet barely touched the ground as I ran through the woods alone. A log appeared in front of me. I only ran faster and jumped. I felt my foot hit it, but it was enough to set me flat on my face. "No, no, no. You're too anxious. You need to keep calm and believe you can do it without trying. That is the only way." I stood up and brushed off my deer-skin dress and leggings. "I know," I said sadly, trying to not let him hear the tears in my voice. Who was he? He was my Grandpa. Well, adopted grandpa anyway. I could tell I was different by my skin color. Everyone else in the tribe was a beautiful tan color while I was an ugly pale
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The Life of Michigan: Bio + Basic InfoNot everything listed is a fact here according to the official hetalia page about her. The non facts are what I chose for herName: Madelyn Jones (I used my first name here)Represents: MichiganPersonality: Half crazy, half stick in the mudCapital: LansingBiggest City: DetroitState age: Somewhere around 390Human age: 18-19Family: France, Canada, AmericaFriends: Everyone, especially the girls.Ultimate Best Friend: Greenland (a.k.a. NoAverageAngel14's OC)State Sybols:Tree: White pineFish: Brook TroutFlower: Apple BlossomBird: American RobinAnimal: WolverineReptile: Painted TurtleBio:Michigan is the 26th state add
50th Deviation Special Crackalicious“Garry? The door’s locked.” “Oh no. Don’t worry, Ib. We’ll get out of here.” Garry and Ib walked into another room where they saw a strange purple creature. “Garry, what is that?” Ib whispered. “I don’t know,” Garry whispered back. The thing turned around. It saw Ib and Garry and had a ‘wtf?’ look on its face. Then, four males walked into the room. One was blond, one was albino, one was Asian, and the last was a redheaded Italian. The creature, Ib, and Garry looked over at them. They had shocked faces. “Vhat ze hell?”