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| Triple Confusion; Three Prussia's is impossible... right? | |
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| Prussia | Dec 5 2010, 09:01 PM Post #191 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The third Prussia tried to get free and cursed for not acting out on his paranoia sooner. The other two had grown tired of getting free and all they could was glare at him. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:02 PM Post #192 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled at the three albino's before he sat by the second one. "What am I going to do with you three?" |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:04 PM Post #193 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The second tried to move his tied legs to hit him even though it hurt his wrists to do so. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:12 PM Post #194 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia blinked and stood up, before he went to go get something. He came back with a little bottle and opened it before he ran it under the second Prussia's nose, before he did that will all three. "There, you have all come into contact with a high strength aphrodisiac." |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:13 PM Post #195 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Fuck! They all thought at the same time helping their efforst at wanting to get free. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:26 PM Post #196 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and closed the bottle before he set in on the end table. He sat by the second Prussia again and watched them all. It shouldn't take to long for it to kick in... |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:28 PM Post #197 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The Prussias slowly stopped trying to get free and just began fidgeting. Their breathing was obviously getting heavy as well. The first Prussia couldn't help but think, Gott verdammt he wasn't kidding... |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:32 PM Post #198 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and watched them for a while longer before he took of the gags. "Are you starting to feel 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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:34 PM Post #199 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The second and third Prussian stayed quiet biting their lips as they fidgeted more. The first Prussia's glare hardened before he growled, "Shut 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 | Dec 5 2010, 09:36 PM Post #200 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled at the first Prussia. "Maybe I should have it come into contact with your skin." |
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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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