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| Prussia | May 12 2011, 09:45 AM Post #2451 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia put an arm around him so he could stay close to Russia. |
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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 | May 12 2011, 10:24 AM Post #2452 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia kept close to him, holding him to his chest. |
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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 | May 12 2011, 10:29 AM Post #2453 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia slowly fell asleep snuggling a little more up to Russia. |
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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 | May 12 2011, 12:01 PM Post #2454 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia fell asleep soon after, his face nuzzled in his hair. |
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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 | May 12 2011, 12:07 PM Post #2455 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia stayed close to him as he slept without moving that much. |
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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 | May 14 2011, 10:10 AM Post #2456 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia woke up a while later, going to go take a bath. He turned on the water, watching it slowly fill the tub. |
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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 | May 14 2011, 10:11 AM Post #2457 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia didn't move when he did and stayed asleep on the couch. |
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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 | May 14 2011, 10:29 AM Post #2458 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia went to get into the tub, but something slick like soap must have been left over on the bottom because when he got in feet first, he slipped, smacked his head against the wall and smacked his head against the wall before he fell backwards, not able to catch himself before he hit the ground, pain shooting through his leg and head. He laid there for a minute, stunned before the pain hit him worse. He closed his eyes tightly, yelling out, but no sound came out of his mouth. He had forgotten about his vocal problem and he wasn't even going to risk standing up. He bit his lip, trying to move slowly out of the bathroom, barely noticing the blood that trickled from his head and onto the floor. |
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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 | May 14 2011, 10:32 AM Post #2459 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia shifted slightly beginning to feel cold from not having Russia next to him but he stayed asleep for 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 | May 14 2011, 10:38 AM Post #2460 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia gave up after a few feet, breathing heavily. He looked around the room, trying to find something useful. He noticed an empty bottle of vodka within reach and picked that up before he threw it at the wall, wincing at the loud noise that was made when it shattered. |
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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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