Event post [Open!]

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Characters: Romeo and you! All of you! (Starting with America and Romano!)
Setting: Starting in room 1-02 moving about the tower.
Format: Take your pick
Summary: In the final stage of the event Romeo wakes up to America wanting to kill him and Romano protecting him. It will end eventually with Molly killing him. The middle is open to everyone, anyone who wants to attempt to kill him. All are welcome! We can plot here (http://animus-ooc.livejournal.com/76315.html?thread=998171#t998171) or grab me on AIM and Plurk or just... jump in!
Warnings: Mentions of experimental surgery and affects of such, very probabale mentions of compulsion, paranoia, halucination and despair. Death, angst, trauma, fear. Probably swearing on the behalf of other characters? I will add more as necessary.

It had taken a while for Romeo to be able to sleep properly like this but he had worked out the best way to lie down and stay warm and this last week it had been better. Everything had been better, he had gotten the hang of walking finally and even tried swimming.

Thinking of the surgery still scared him but he tried to not think about, it had happened a while ago now and so it was easier to keep his spirits up. Even though everyone in the tower seemed more scared lately, or more sad. He had heard people screaming... He had to find a way to help everyone keep their spirits up and remember they were going to find a way out of here eventually.

He opened his eyes and jumped clumsily out of bed, he waited to be less wobbly before using his teeth to make his bed as neat as he could.

Comments

Sleepy attempted murder, the best kind :P

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Romeo knew by now that greeting their other roomate before he was fully up and out of bed would just get him growled at. Romeo didn't really understand it, he always bounced out of bed in the morning ready to start the day but mister America always wanted more sleep.

Maybe he had nightmares. Still Romeo was taken completely by surprise when the trunk came flying towards him and knocked his legs out from under him. He crashed into Romano's bed and looked up with wide eyes. "Sorry sir!" He didn't know what he had done but it must have been bad!

wow I almost forgot this thread was happening

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

The Italian stared, wide-eyed at the American who had just flung a fucking heavy ass trunk for no apparent reason at a defenseless child. That particular defenseless child that Romano had come to care for and look out for. He dashed in front of the boy on his bed, facing America and holding out his arms in a defensive posture.

"What the HELL has gotten into you, you stupid fucking bastard! He did nothing to you!"

Romano was aware he was outmatched with the other nation, phenomenally so. He was also aware that his knees were shaking, and that his every instinct told him to run and hide. Those instincts were fought, swallowed hard, and pushed away so that maybe he could be the kind of man who was the protector, instead of always being the one rescued. His childhood told countless tales of the latter.

[fifty]

America, at least, has the good grace to look confused at himself. It was enough to pause him, but not enough to make him respond otherwise before the orders pounding into his skull reasserted themselves. He moved to shove Romano aside, more focused on Romeo behind him than the other nation.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Romeo stumbled to his feet to see mister Romano stand and face mister America. As mister America shoved mister Romano out the way Romeo charged at him. Usually if he bashed his shoulder into an adults stomach it stopped them long enough for him to run away, he had horns now though, so he used those, running towards mister America clumsily.

It would not have much power even if he hit, because he still wasn't strong enough in this body.