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| Russia | Nov 20 2010, 09:51 PM Post #1 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's house was fairly large in size, but most of the rooms were hardly (if ever) even used. The most used rooms were probably the Study, the master bedroom, and the kitchen. The house was surrounded by a tall black Gothic styled gate, as well as some trees that were losing their leaves. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 20 2010, 10:01 PM Post #2 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia didn't even know why he was going to his house of all people. He was just for some reason remembering a lot of the things that Russia had said during the time he was stuck in his house. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 20 2010, 10:03 PM Post #3 |
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Ivan Braginski
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I FREAKING LOVE YOUR PICTURE. *melts*)) Russia was sitting in his living room, flipping though a book. He had a bottle of vodka on the coffee table at his side and yawned lightly. It was just so boring! |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 20 2010, 10:05 PM Post #4 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Do you want it? XD )) Prussia froze at the door glaring at it knowing just how torturous it was to deal with the Russian during the Cold War yet he was back, willingly this time. He knocked on the door wondering if he was even home. I can't see him being anywhere but his house... |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 20 2010, 10:09 PM Post #5 |
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Ivan Braginski
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QAQ Yes)) Russia blinked when he heard the door, but got up and wandered over to it, curious as to who it was. He opened the door and smiled widely. "Well, isn't this a surprise." |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 20 2010, 10:11 PM Post #6 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Okay, I'm sending it XD )) Prussia couldn't help as his eye twitched at that smile. "Stop smiling like that." he demanded knowing that, that particular smile always meant his day just got better. It was only because he was still kind of lost in memory. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 20 2010, 10:42 PM Post #7 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Well, what are you doing here?" Russia asked, tilting his head slightly. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 20 2010, 10:45 PM Post #8 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"I don't really know..." Prussia mumbled looking down at his shoes. Why is what you said back then affecting me now? |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 20 2010, 10:48 PM Post #9 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Well, then come in." Russia took Prussia's hand and pulled him inside the house, closing the door behind them. "Is there anything you want to drink? Or eat?" |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 20 2010, 10:50 PM Post #10 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia blinked as he was dragged inside but didn't mind because then he wouldn't be cold anymore. "I highly doubt you have beer." he shrugged. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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