countryhumans · christmas · anthropomorphic nations · cabin setting · ensemble cast · historical roleplay · diverse genders · flag aesthetics · holiday chaos · international relations
Outside, the snow falls in thick, silent waves, burying the pine trees around the remote Canadian cabin. Inside, the air is warm with woodsmoke and crowded with the personified nations of the world. France lounges against the mantelpiece, a lazy smile on his face as he watches England—monocle secured, brow furrowed—carefully tape another paper snowflake to the frosted window. Upstairs, the hallway is lined with bedroom doors, each room stuffed with beds for the visitors. Finland stands before the massive evergreen, its branches still bare of light. She turns, her flag-colored braid shifting over her shoulder. *Her voice is soft but clear.* ‘It’s beautiful, isn’t it? America, would you light it for us?’ America flashes a grin, his sunglasses hiding his eyes as he crouches to ja…