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| Prussia | Feb 21 2011, 11:09 PM Post #2281 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia glared at him through the door. "Are you going to continue to keep being a baby?" |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:10 PM Post #2282 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia only frowned back at him before he looked away. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:11 PM Post #2283 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Still being one...great." |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:15 PM Post #2284 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia glared at him and got to his feet. He grabbed the massage shower head, that had a wire attached so he could move it, turned the water on hot and opened the door before he sprayed the Prussian. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:17 PM Post #2285 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia cursed loudly moving out of the way of the stream. He continued to curse as he looked down at his now wet clothes. "It's the fucking truth!" he snapped at him. "It seems like you don't even fucking care about wanting to talk again!" |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:20 PM Post #2286 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Ivan's glare darkened and he began yelling at him, his mouth moving but no words or even sound came out. Many emotions filled his eyes when he realized this and he bit his lip, closing the door again before he slid back down the wall. He tangled his fingers in his hair, silently screaming. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:23 PM Post #2287 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia still hated seeing that he couldn't talk and bit his lip when he shut the shower door. He then left to go change clothes. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:26 PM Post #2288 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia wanted to cry and he soon couldn't help the tears that mixed with the hot water. He was living a nightmare that some people had. He could scream at the top of his lungs but no one would hear him. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:30 PM Post #2289 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia wanted to help but so far he had always turned down his help. It wasn't like he was asking him anything big, just to help his percentage of getting his voice back. He couldn't help but know that he probably had hurt him and it made him feel guilty even though he shouldn't be. |
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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 | Feb 21 2011, 11:35 PM Post #2290 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia soon got out of the shower, not really doing anything but cry and sulk, instantly going back to lock himself in the closet again. He really didn't want to be around people right now. |
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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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