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| Prussia | Dec 6 2010, 04:24 PM Post #291 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia got up and went over to the drawer to find the aphrodisiacs to get rid of them. |
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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 6 2010, 04:45 PM Post #292 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia got up, hissing slightly, before he followed him and picked him up. "No." |
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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 6 2010, 04:47 PM Post #293 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Hey dammit!" Prussia flailed trying to get out of his grip. Second Prussia came in this time and first Prussia instantly looked at him, "We need to throw out the aphrodisiacs." The second Prussia thought about it and thought that it was a good idea, well get rid of the strong stuff at least. He dived at the dresser to try and find 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 | Dec 6 2010, 04:58 PM Post #294 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's eye twitched and he moved, tossing first Prussia out of the room, soon followed by the second Prussia. He locked the door and sighed lightly, going to the drawer to hide everything again as he rubbed his lower back, wincing. |
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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 6 2010, 05:18 PM Post #295 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Verdammt." they both mumbled as they heard the door lock and got up. Prussia then realized he didn't have his clothes and banged on the door since all of them were in there. "I need my clothes at least!" Second Prussia went off 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 | Dec 6 2010, 05:27 PM Post #296 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia rolled his eyes slightly and went over to the bed before he laid down on 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 6 2010, 05:32 PM Post #297 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia glared at the door and walked into the other room hoping some of his clothes were left there. |
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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 6 2010, 05:59 PM Post #298 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia curled up slightly and winced, pulling the covers over his head. |
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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 6 2010, 06:02 PM Post #299 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia barely found some clothes and when he was putting on his shirt he thought of another idea. He went to find the other Prussia's relating the plan and they both agreed as well. |
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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 6 2010, 06:07 PM Post #300 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia closed his eyes and sighed lightly, trying to drift 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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