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| Prussia | Dec 15 2010, 10:31 AM Post #941 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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They both stopped and bit their lips cursing each other. We screwed that up... They both stayed quiet not really answering 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 15 2010, 10:36 AM Post #942 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"What did you guys do to him?" Russia asked, staring at the two. |
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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 15 2010, 10:38 AM Post #943 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"We didn't do anything bad." started Prussia. "Just made sure we could have a little fun." East Germany stated. |
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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 15 2010, 10:48 AM Post #944 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"What kind of fun? Where is he?" Russia was frowning a little. |
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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 15 2010, 10:49 AM Post #945 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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They didn't really want to tell him because they were having fun but seeing him frown didn't usually mean a good thing. "In the shed..." they mumbled. |
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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 15 2010, 02:18 PM Post #946 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's eyes widened a bit, eyeing the two before going to the shed. "Kaliningrad?" He asked, titling 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 15 2010, 02:24 PM Post #947 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"What?" he asked trying not to sound too weak but damn it was hurting now. He couldn't help it because he couldn't move his hands and all he could do to try and help was stay in the ball he was still in.
Edited by Prussia, Dec 15 2010, 02:27 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 | Dec 15 2010, 04:04 PM Post #948 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia stroked his hair lightly and carefully pulled him onto his lap. "What did they do to you?" He asked, caressing his cheek lightly. |
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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 15 2010, 04:07 PM Post #949 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Strong aphrodisiac..." he mumbled but also happy that there was warmth nearby. |
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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 15 2010, 04:08 PM Post #950 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sighed and kissed his forehead lightly. "It'll be okay." He murmured, before he moved a hand between his legs and began palming him.
Edited by Prussia, Dec 15 2010, 04:12 PM.
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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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