~SLOW UPDATES~ Soo basically I played these games and decided "why not" so let's give this a try! I'll try to update faster..... Disclaimer: I DO NOT own anything from Jak and Daxter (sadly T_T)

Wassup Just read it. It's not really self explanatory but it's pretty nice. I made these, so they are mine. This is the kind of book you read when you don't want to read nothing serious, when you want to relate, or when you just want something chill to read. And yeah, just read it because why not. Hugs✌ Started writing: July 27th 2016. Completed: June 7th 2017

𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖆 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙? 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔖𝔨𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢. ℑ 𝔬𝔠𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔰. 𝔈𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢! 𝕿𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 @𝕾𝖐𝖞_𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊! *I currently update about three times a year haha oops* Most of these are very old and feature poor grammar and cringey phrases!! Trust me... it's bad. ❤️ Thanks for all the support! ❤️

The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

.:OLD STORY:. Read at your own risk ☣

One day you were walking around downtown and ended up being chased by a strange man with a baseball bat filled with nails. who could this man be?

All you wanted was to live a complete non normal life as an Otaku, bookworm, fangirl, big sister, and smart and curious girl. To you, anime and music was life. At least until you were kidnapped by the darker side of the FACE family-to save your own family from being hurt. But, aren't you suppose to hate them? Yes, you should....but you can't. Especially when you find the side of the darker FACE to be nice, cute, and not at all dangerous; even when you find yourself slowly falling in love with Matteiu, the 2p!Canada. Well...................

Humans, how I hate them. Not only them but also the countries: Ivan and the rest of his "friends" but his human friend is strangely wants me to be her friend. Like a 2p can be friends with anyone. Not only that, I learned that the 1ps are humans now, well except Ivan since I am still here. Told in my point of view. So grab some vodka and pirozhki and take a seat as I retell my tale.