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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 12 2010, 03:03 PM (10,890 Views) | |
| Prussia | Dec 12 2010, 03:03 PM Post #1 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia didn't like the fact that he couldn't seem to get rid of his ears. England had decided to play a prank at Halloween and he made everyone turn into their costumes. Russia had insisted he went as rabbit and he thought he wouldn't have to deal with it past that night. So much for hopes because even as the spell wore off on everyone else it stayed on him. I don't want to see Russia as I'm still like this... He remembered Halloween night because that was the most they went at it ever. Why did my costume stay permanent? |
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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 12 2010, 03:11 PM Post #2 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Krolik~?" That single word could be heard from the hallway. Russia totally hadn't snuck into Prussia's house. |
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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 12 2010, 03:14 PM Post #3 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia jumped at the name and should be used to him breaking into his house but still! "I'm not in the mood go away!" he snapped just not wanting to see him when the spell was still working on 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 12 2010, 04:19 PM Post #4 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Krolik?" This one sounded like it came from the other end of the house. Russia wandered into where Prussia was and smiled widely. "You've got your ears!" |
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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 12 2010, 04:22 PM Post #5 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Wait..." Prussia said knowing he heard that other voice but it couldn't have been Russia... could 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 12 2010, 04:43 PM Post #6 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Krolik~?" Two voices were coming from different parts of the house. "Is something wrong?" Russia asked, smiling as he kissed his forehead. |
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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 12 2010, 04:47 PM Post #7 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"I'm hearing two more of you." he stated getting up to go see what was going on. |
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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 12 2010, 04:51 PM Post #8 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and followed him. There was another Russia, wandering the hall and he smiled widely when he saw Prussia. "You look really cute with your ears~!" |
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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 12 2010, 04:54 PM Post #9 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Wait, what?!" Prussia exclaimed trying to figure out why there was two, two Russias in his house. What the hell is going on?! He went toward where he heard the other voice not wanting to believe it to be true. |
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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 12 2010, 04:57 PM Post #10 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The other Russia was in the kitchen and he smiled when he saw Prussia, going over to him and kissing him 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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