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| Russia | Feb 26 2011, 10:02 PM Post #521 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"I'm glad~." Russia smiled and pecked his lips. |
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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 | Feb 26 2011, 10:04 PM Post #522 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia nodded and smiled a little at him. At least they didn't pull his ears or tail too hard. |
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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 | Feb 26 2011, 10:11 PM Post #523 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia massaged his ears lightly and kissed his cheek. |
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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 | Feb 26 2011, 10:13 PM Post #524 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia sighed lightly feeling relaxed again. "I'm hungry..." |
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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 | Feb 26 2011, 10:32 PM Post #525 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sat up and was about to go make him something when Soviet Russia same in with pancakes. "Morning." He said with a smile. |
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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 | Feb 26 2011, 10:47 PM Post #526 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia could smell the pancakes and looked over at him. "Morning." he said happy to see he cooked pancakes. |
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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 | Feb 27 2011, 12:04 AM Post #527 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Are you hungry?" He asked as he smiled wider. |
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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 | Feb 27 2011, 12:06 AM Post #528 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Ja, I am." he said not really liking the smile but didn't say anything. |
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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 | Feb 27 2011, 12:37 AM Post #529 |
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Soviet Russia sat down by him and held up a forkful. "Say 'ah'~." |
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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 | Feb 27 2011, 12:49 AM Post #530 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia still didn't like being fed but decided to deal with it since he couldn't move much. He opened his mouth and took the bite. |
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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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