HETALIA

You walk up to our 'humble' abode (Ivan and I). You point out your index finger and search for the door bell, but you had forget that we had not installed one. So you you relaxed your hand and then clenched it into a fist to knock, loudly.


    I skip like an idiot towards the door, after I pass the stair way I peering through the stain glassed window upon the door. Opening it, I greet you with a warm smile and glass of Vodka and cranberry juice. You ignore the drink and  say " Hello, Ashlee-chan". "Hi, hey everybody's over in the foyer, just follow me". You walk behind me to find a lovely foyer with the couches, recliners, chairs, and foot rests moved into a haphazard circle. I lead you to a perfect spot between Hungary and I. Smiling I introduced you to everyone "Hey guys this is _______, ______ this is France, Prussia, Vietnam,Seychelles, Spain, Canada,Hungary, North Italy, Germany, America, and Iv-Russia," you nod and smile as you say ' Hi, it's nice to meet you guys in person". I pull a little box out from underneath the foot rest I had sat on, "Okay, I think everyone knows the drill, yes? Remember when reaching in this box and grabbing an item you can close your eyes and pick or look behind you and pick, no peeking please!". 


There is a flag for each country printed on basic printer paper.



Now you guys come up with a story for each country, it's has to be cracktastic and it can be smexy, Herp derp-y, or even a tad violent!

-"This is pasta-emy, NO! This is VODDDKKKKAAA, Kolkolkol"

^J^~A.V~

It was a deserted mansion located on the zenith of a mountain, just three hours from the World Summit building. No one knew how long it’d been there, or who had previously occupied it – only that it was currently empty. According to rumors, it was haunted, and no one who went inside ever came back out.

They should've listened.

Regardless of how hard they fought, they couldn’t all make it through. Once they entered the mansion, they couldn’t escape. So they tried again, only to realize that immortality was truly but a memory in that wretched place. Every time they began a new attempt, they had no recollection of their previous trials – save for one small clue, left by their past selves. And though the fragmented memories worsened the feeling of despair and made escape seem increasingly impossible…

…They continued on, trying again and again and again until every single one of them took one step forward – together. They were set on getting out of the mansion, without a single person left behind.

But the question is… will they be able to?

How many times will I be allowed to make mistakes? How many more times will I have to tell the same lies? How many more times will I have to watch my friends die?

We still have many canon characters up for grabs! Ones that our members would like to see in particular are:

Asians
Prussia
Nordics
Lithuania & Estonia
Hungary
Austria

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