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| Russia | Aug 8 2011, 07:56 PM Post #3551 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia didn't stir or register any of the movement until they got to the car, slowly opening his eyes and closing them again, repeating that a few times. |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 07:59 PM Post #3552 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Ivan try to stay awake." he said looking over at him as he quickly got to the hospital and got him checked in 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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:04 PM Post #3553 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia was instantly taken to get tests run on him, but was soon put back in his room, unconscious with an IV attached. Prussia would be allowed to visit him since they were just waiting on the results. |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:07 PM Post #3554 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia walked into Russia's room waiting desperately hoping that it would be a good thing and something easy to fix. He hated this...especially since it was still his fault. |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:17 PM Post #3555 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia was also put on some oxygen, the doctor deciding that would help keep oxygen flowing to his brain. The doctor came in a while later, looking over a clipboard. "Well, I have some bad news. I do not know why, but it seems the injury to his head was worse than we originally thought." |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:27 PM Post #3556 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"What?" he asked looking at the doctor wondering how they could have fucked it up like that! If they knew then it wouldn't be so bad. "What do you mean?!" |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:34 PM Post #3557 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"His concussion is working very odd...Usually, it takes a few hours or so to get to this level, but his has taken quite a while for it to do this. At this point, he may even develop some amnesia, that is, especially if his speech comes back in this condition." |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:36 PM Post #3558 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"So you're saying that no matter what happens he will have some amnesia?" he asked not sure if he could deal with that. |
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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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:47 PM Post #3559 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"It can be from a very minimal form, all the way up him forgetting nearly 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 | Aug 8 2011, 08:47 PM Post #3560 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Is there any way to tell now how bad it would 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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