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| Prussia | Jul 21 2011, 07:37 PM Post #3021 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia looked away again before getting the idea that Russia didn't want to even attempt to talk. "I'll be in the living room again..." he said before getting up. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 07:54 PM Post #3022 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shrugged slightly and waited until he was gone before he slowly sat up and put his coat back on. He grabbed his case and he set it on the bed again, making sure that he had everything. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 08:13 PM Post #3023 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was sitting on the couch still wondering what Russia is doing. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 08:18 PM Post #3024 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia got to his feet and began limping, wondering how exactly he was going to get out of this place. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 08:25 PM Post #3025 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to watch the television but kept an ear out for where Russia was going in the 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 | Jul 21 2011, 09:33 PM Post #3026 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia carefully picked up his bag and decided that around now, it would be good to get out of the house. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 09:46 PM Post #3027 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia hadn't heard anything yet so he began flipping through the channels. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 09:48 PM Post #3028 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia passed by the living room, moving slower so that he would not be spotted by the other. He lightly bit his lip, trying to stay silent. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 09:49 PM Post #3029 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia still didn't hear him and didn't see him since he was busy looking at the screen. |
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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 | Jul 21 2011, 09:54 PM Post #3030 |
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Ivan Braginski
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When Russia got to the door, he grabbed his keys and his phone before he carefully opened the door and pulled it closed. He quickly made his way over to the car, got in, turned it on and drove off. |
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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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