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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 furrows his brows, a little unsure as to why Poland is taking this fallacy so far. ] Well, maybe we could have, you know, a code word or something. A signal, maybe. Something to tell us apart, I guess.
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Do a peace sign! When you see me, you do a peace sign! Like this [And he makes the peace sign. This is so cool wow.]
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[ he awkwardly copies the hand motion ] Alright, I guess that'll work...
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It'll totally work. Like, you come in peace or something. Or you could dance!
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Uh, I think I'll just stick to the peace sign. [ No dancing is going to happen here, thank you. ]
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Ugh, fine. But the dancing would have been so much more fun.
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I think dancing's a bit much if you're talking about a signal, don't you think?
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A bit too much fun? Totally. [But everything's too fun for Lithuania. Same old, same old.]