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| Prussia | Dec 30 2010, 04:32 PM Post #191 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia rolled his eyes and glanced at the food before looking back at the second Russia. "What did you guys do last night after we came in here?" he asked. |
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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 30 2010, 04:34 PM Post #192 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The second Russia shrugged a bit. "Watched TV." He replied. |
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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 30 2010, 04:35 PM Post #193 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia couldn't really believe that. "Do you know how there happened to be three of you then?" |
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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 30 2010, 04:38 PM Post #194 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Beats me. All I know is that we each are something different." |
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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 30 2010, 04:39 PM Post #195 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Something different?" he asked and lightly pulled away enough so he could sit up but kept at least one arm around Russia. |
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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 30 2010, 04:45 PM Post #196 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"I'm Soviet Russia, the other one is the Russian Empire and that's Russia." Soviet Russia replied as he watched Russia stir slightly. |
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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 30 2010, 04:48 PM Post #197 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia knew for sure two of the Russias and how they act but the Russian Empire... he didn't really pay attention to him back then that much. "So you all act a little different then..." he said lightly running his hand through Russia's hair. |
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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 30 2010, 04:53 PM Post #198 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Soviet Russia smirked a bit and nodded. "Da." Russia stirred again and opened his eyes a little, looking up at Prussia sleepily. |
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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 30 2010, 04:55 PM Post #199 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Great so I got one that probably still has the idea that he owns me, one no clue about, and then regular Russia. Prussia smiled at Russia and couldn't help this time feeling his stomach grumble. |
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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 30 2010, 05:00 PM Post #200 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sat up, wincing, and kissed Prussia's chest before he buried his face in him again. "You should probably eat." Soviet Russia said, yawning 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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