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| Russia | Sep 27 2011, 12:04 PM Post #4391 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Alright. Which room is it?" |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 12:12 PM Post #4392 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"The last one on the right." he said smiling at him hoping he would be fine as he went downstairs to talk with Germany more.
Edited by Prussia, Sep 27 2011, 12:15 PM.
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 12:29 PM Post #4393 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia went to the room and smiled a little as he looked around. He set the bags by the closet before he went and sat on the bed. His face went blank for a minute as the image from earlier came back into his head. I will get out of here and see my brother again. That voice...It was Gilbert's and he sounded angry. Ivan sighed and closed his eyes as he massaged his temples. |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 12:39 PM Post #4394 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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You're going to make Russia remember the bad things first aren't you? )) "Do you have any ideas to help make him remember West?" asked Prussia because he wanted Russia to remember already but he knew not to push it. |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 12:51 PM Post #4395 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Nope u8 He will remember some good.)) "I am not sure what would work on him. Maybe try taking him to some places that have big memories for the both of you?" |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 12:57 PM Post #4396 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Okay...I didn't think about places, I was mostly thinking about people." |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 02:21 PM Post #4397 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"I don't think that people will work all that well...They possibly could, but I think it would take a bit more than that, because no one knows him better than he knows himself...Or well, knew himself." |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 02:25 PM Post #4398 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Alright than I'll think about places then next after we have fun at the amusement park tomorrow." |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 02:31 PM Post #4399 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Just don't think too hard. If you came all this way to go to the amusement park with him, then just relax and put those thoughts aside for another day." |
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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 | Sep 27 2011, 03:04 PM Post #4400 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"You're right West~. I'm going to go upstairs to see how he's doing." he smiled at Germany before heading upstairs. |
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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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