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| Russia | Jan 18 2011, 08:24 PM Post #1141 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and watched him for a little bit. He's so cute... He decided that he was going to wait a second before he would go into the second part of his plan. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:25 PM Post #1142 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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As much as Prussia wanted to find who did this for him he couldn't ignore the smell of the food and sat down to eat it smiling. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:27 PM Post #1143 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia waited for him to finish with his food before he took off his tie. He silently crept into the kitchen before he quickly blindfolded the albino and pulled shackles out of his coat pockets before he tied the albino's wrists behind his back. When that was done, he picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:31 PM Post #1144 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia flailed and couldn't move much as he felt himself thrown over a shoulder. "What the hell?!" he snapped not yet realizing who it could be because of his slight panick. ((He'll be able to smell who it is because Russia drinks too much Vodka~ )) |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:37 PM Post #1145 |
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Ivan Braginski
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xDDD)) Russia carried the Prussian over his shoulder until he got to his room and he dropped him on the bed before he climbed over him, stroking his cheek. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:40 PM Post #1146 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia really didn't like the idea of not knowing who this was and shied a little away from his hand. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:41 PM Post #1147 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled something else out of his pocket. A voice changer. He turned it on and smiled. "Just calm down, this won't hurt for long." A deep voice that sounded nothing like his said. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:45 PM Post #1148 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia froze up at the voice and tried to get the tie off his head by moving his head on the pillow. "Fuck off." he glared at him. |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:47 PM Post #1149 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Off? No. But if you change it to you, then gladly." |
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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 | Jan 18 2011, 08:48 PM Post #1150 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Get the fuck off!" he snapped trying to get out from under him. |
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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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