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towerofanimus2011-08-09 11:50 pm
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( OPEN ) VIENAS
Characters: Lithuania and whoever else wants to be here!
Setting: Room 1-18 and onward into adventure...
Format: Entry in prose, you can do whatever.
Summary: Lithuania just got here and trying to figure out wtf is happening in this mad house. This certainly isn't good for his health. Don't be too surprised if he bumps into you or something.
Warnings: Not any as of yet!
[ The dim lighting was something he was faintly used to, recalling the days before electric lights and candled rooms. The weighed down feeling in his arms and legs was new. That and sitting up and not knowing where he was, whose bed he was lying in (it certainly wasn't his own), and the tightened collar around his neck were all new. His breathing quickened, getting the better of him. No matter how he looked at it, this situation wasn't good. There was a letter sitting on the nightstand next to him, he carefully grabbed it, opening it with fragile fingers, reading it's contents. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.". Easy for it to say. He didn't trust it anyway.
It took a lot for him to just get up and carefully walk to the door, opening it and creeping out in to the hallway, one hand in front of him, another on the wall next to him. What was outside was pitch black; he was barely able to see an inch in front of his face. There was a vague murmur emitting from somewhere, like a whisper on the other end of a telephone. It took all the courage he could muster to voice weakly into the darkness as he slowly moved along and down the hallway, hands shaking visibly if anyone could have seen him. ]
H-Hello? Is anyone out there...? Hello...?
Setting: Room 1-18 and onward into adventure...
Format: Entry in prose, you can do whatever.
Summary: Lithuania just got here and trying to figure out wtf is happening in this mad house. This certainly isn't good for his health. Don't be too surprised if he bumps into you or something.
Warnings: Not any as of yet!
[ The dim lighting was something he was faintly used to, recalling the days before electric lights and candled rooms. The weighed down feeling in his arms and legs was new. That and sitting up and not knowing where he was, whose bed he was lying in (it certainly wasn't his own), and the tightened collar around his neck were all new. His breathing quickened, getting the better of him. No matter how he looked at it, this situation wasn't good. There was a letter sitting on the nightstand next to him, he carefully grabbed it, opening it with fragile fingers, reading it's contents. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.". Easy for it to say. He didn't trust it anyway.
It took a lot for him to just get up and carefully walk to the door, opening it and creeping out in to the hallway, one hand in front of him, another on the wall next to him. What was outside was pitch black; he was barely able to see an inch in front of his face. There was a vague murmur emitting from somewhere, like a whisper on the other end of a telephone. It took all the courage he could muster to voice weakly into the darkness as he slowly moved along and down the hallway, hands shaking visibly if anyone could have seen him. ]
H-Hello? Is anyone out there...? Hello...?
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[He fumbles around for it, but for the moment they're still in the dark.]
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[ He steps closer to where he assumes the voice is coming from, shakily hoping it's someone at least trust worthy. They seem nice enough. ]
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[Come on, flashlight, where--oh, there it is. Pulling it out.]
Well, not that it's good to be here at all, but this is worse than it's been since--
[And the flashlight clicks on.
Is he in front of a mirror...]
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Well, I guess we all have electrical problems now and again..but I'm still curious as to how I got here in the first place, to say the least.
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U-um, well everyone gets brought from different universes, somehow! Sometimes they have similar people in them, so y-you get duplicates of the same person, but th-they've been through different things.
[IT SEEMS LIKE A GOOD TIME TO EXPLAIN THAT. It is said in an incredibly worried tone.]
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Really? I guess I never really thought about things like that, I don't think I'd believe it until I've seen it with my own ey--
[ He rubs his eyes and then the topic seems to make sense.
Oh.
Oh. Uhm.
Oh. ]
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Um... Hi?
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Yeah...hi...
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Introductions?
Really pointless introductions......]
I'm Lithuania, uh, The Republic of Poland-Lithuania properly.
[Yeah.]
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Eheh, I'm Lithuania too, but I haven't been that for a good 200 years or so...
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[This is definitely the weirdest conversation he's had since he arrived. Even talking to Poland wasn't this weird (even if it was more depressing).]
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Well, it's 2011 for me too...
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Oh! Is your Poland a boy?
[This seems like a rather abrupt topic change, but Lithuania remembers his conversation with a male Poland and a similar discrepancy.]
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Y-Yeah, he is. What's this about not being separated, though...
it isn't originally my AU but I like to call it the Russia Is Cockblocked AU
Oh, um, I've been with my Poland since the Commonwealth--it's been about four hundred years.
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Oh, no, here the Commonwealth only lasted about 200 years. And even then, that was quite some time ago.
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[There's a moment of obvious unhappiness before he puts on a smile.]
If he is yours, he'll be glad to see you. He thought I was you, it was--strange.
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[ He scans his other self up and down. ]
Well, I honestly don't think that I can blame him.
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[Actually at first glance he did have a bit of confusion, but...]
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[ Poland as anything but...well, Poland, is kind of unfathomable to him. ]
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[He casts a somewhat worried look around him--he doesn't like having his back to such a dark hallway.]
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[ He can vaguely see the gesture, causing him to do an obvious look around him. This shady hallway is growing more and more unpleasant. ]
Should we, uhm, move? Go somewhere else?
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