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[SIRENS GOING OFF HOLY FUCK IT'S GO TIME.
IT'S GO TIME.
RUSSIA IS MAKING A BREAK FOR THE DOOR HE WILL BE THE FIRST ONE ON MARS FUCK YOU BITCHES HE DOESN'T NEED A SPACE SUIT HIS HEART IS SAFE IN A BOTTLE HE IS A DEMON LONG DEAD WITH NOTHING ELSE TO LOSE.
So yes. Running down the hall to the main doors to claim Mars for the Motherland.]
IT'S GO TIME.
RUSSIA IS MAKING A BREAK FOR THE DOOR HE WILL BE THE FIRST ONE ON MARS FUCK YOU BITCHES HE DOESN'T NEED A SPACE SUIT HIS HEART IS SAFE IN A BOTTLE HE IS A DEMON LONG DEAD WITH NOTHING ELSE TO LOSE.
So yes. Running down the hall to the main doors to claim Mars for the Motherland.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 07:56 am (UTC)How did he get there? The world may never know. It's like that deal with the tootsie pop.]
I'm just going to stop questioning how I'm not dead.
[Oh well, time to open the doors. Logic from earlier says that the doors being there means it's safe to open them, right?]
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Date: 2009-12-12 07:59 am (UTC)Russia was attempting to punch the Midwest into oblivion when he catches sight of freaking Korea heading towards Mars.
Oh. Fuck. No.
His efforts double to throw America off of him, shoving and kicking and HOLY SHIT WHY DO YOU HAVE TO WEIGH SO MUCH, AMERICA?! And then Kurt is there. At the prospect of him being the first one on Mars, Russia dons the scary voice.]
Take one more step, little American, and I make sure you will never walk again.
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:00 am (UTC)Kurt, by the way, is speechless. Just...this face.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:01 am (UTC)Hey it's red out here!
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:04 am (UTC)Have an elbow to your face, Russia. And a knee to Primorsky. He's still got that scarf in his hand, so yeah, not really going far without your head coming along too.
He's wrestling with Russia like a boss.]
Touch him and I will end you!
[WAIT WHAT. WHY IS KOREA GOING OUTSIDE FIRST. YOU ASSHOLE. DON'T YOU REMEMBER HOW I HELPED YOU IN THAT WAR. HE MIGHT BE DISTRACTED IN HIS FIT OF RAGE.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:10 am (UTC)Primorsky why. One hand flies to cradle his poor abused vital regions, the other still hitting America in the everything like no tomorrow. HOW ARE THOSE BROKEN RIBS, BY THE WAY?
Ow speaking of which this makes his leg hurt. Fuck his life. Scary voice is gone for now but don't think he didn't just shoot one of his scary faces at Kurt. Because he totally did. Also at Korea. Scary face is then turned to America.]
What will you do? Shoot my heart again?
[OH GOD KOREA DON'T LOOK OUTSIDE GO AWAY.]
Not one more step for you either, Korea.
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:13 am (UTC)Hah! I beat out Japan-형! Aniki would be proud! ♥
[He shrugs then comes back to report to America, flopping his sleeves as he emphasizes his point.]
Hey America, there's really nothing out there! It's just red. Kinda disappointing.
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:22 am (UTC)GOOD THING RAVEN HEALED UP MOST OF THE MORE SEVERE INJURIES otherwise Russia might have an advantage here. Shoving your face into the ground kthx DO NOT LOOK AT ME IN SUCH A MANNER. There is flailing limbs as he claws at the ground trying to get leverage.]
What's the point? Now that I know it doesn't hurt you, next time I'll just aim for your face!
[All fighting is kind of stopped once Korea.. comes back. HE SOUNDS FAR FROM PLEASED.]
You didn't.
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:38 am (UTC)gdi why must my characters' goals contradict each other. If only Russia could go beat up BB. AND OW MY NOSE here have a punch to America's nose.
As soon as America stops, so does Russia. There's a dawning look of horror on his face. He refuses to accept what has just happened but it's like a train wreck he can't look away. So he's just going to mutter and curse in Russian hoping against all hope that Korea wasn't the first.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-12 08:47 am (UTC)I didn't what?
[He blinks. America doesn't look happy. He tilts his head to the side. As an attestment to the fact that yes KOREA was first, the door is still wide open behind him.]
It looks like you guys are having fun wrestling though, so I don't want to interrupt anymore!
[Korea looks over to Kurt.]
You shouldn't make a face like that. It might get stuck after awhile!
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:49 am (UTC)but with that out of the way.]
Are we seriously on Mars?
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Date: 2009-12-12 08:55 am (UTC)Then again, America just got punched in the face, and he might be bleeding a bit. OH IS THAT DEMOCRACY ON RUSSIA'S SCARF. Or capitalism. Obviously America bleeds one of those idek anymore.]
....what.
[America really has no words. Maybe he should climb off Russia. Before he ends up, y'know, killing Korea for stealing his thunder.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 09:00 am (UTC)The joy of that is overshadowed by the fact that Korea beat him to Mars.]
This isn't happening...
[Inside the bottle of vodka, Russia's heart is weeping. And turning the vodka red with its tears. He slowly gets to his feet.
BUT. YOU KNOW WHAT? HE CAN STILL BEAT AMERICA TO MARS.
So he makes a mad dash towards the surface.]
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Date: 2009-12-12 06:01 pm (UTC)But, Russia wasn't, either. SOMEHOW THIS IS COMFORTING.
He doesn't realize that he's infecting Russia's stupid scarf with capitalism. It's not a lot, anyway, as American's don't bleed, silly commie.
In his shock, he's shoved off Russia, and barely has enough time to react.
No.
NO. THERE IS NO WAY RUSSIA WILL MAKE IT TO MARS BEFORE HE DOES.
America's up on his feet again and runs and football tackles Russia (yes, football, as in American football, none of that douche bag soccer bullshit) right out of the ship.
We're not taking the stairs this time, either.
WHY DOES GRAVITY EXIST UP HERE?]
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Date: 2009-12-13 05:49 am (UTC)It also doesn't help that the front of his coat is beginning to grow wet. Russia's eyes widen when he realizes what this means.]
My heart!
[He shoves America off, sitting up and quickly withdrawing the bottle from his coat. Well. He draws out the neck and half of the bottle. After shaking his coat a bit, he empties some of the shards from his jacket... along with his heart. It now has some glass embedded in it. And is covered with Mars dust. Russia, again, scoops it up and looks at it with an utterly depressed face.]
You... you broke my heart again.
[CUE RUSSIA ANGRILY TACKLING AMERICA BACK AND TRYING TO STAB HIM WITH THE NECK PART OF THE BOTTLE.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 07:30 am (UTC)And naturally, he just happens to be following Russia like a good comrade. As he tries to match the larger nation's speed, Latvia ultimately gives up and stops when he spots America flying past him and tackling Russia to the ground. His eyes are just kind of glued to the fight. Unable to look away from the two dueling nations.
Until Korea announces his historical moment of being the first on Mars does he look away. But then another race ensued to be the second nation to land on Mars, allowing Latvia to move closer to the door without being in harms way.
And Latvia becomes witness to the second nation landing (more like crash) on Mars. Somehow it should change him for seeing such an awesome historical event being made before him but it does not. Instead, he's horrified by Russia's attempt of aggravated assault against America.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 07:49 am (UTC)So long after the assault on America and losing his heart down the hole, Russia is attempting to figure out just howtf to get down it to retrieve it. Who knows how others get down it, because for Russia, the opening to the staircase is not big enough for him to fit down. Russia is depress.
Until he spots Latvia lurking in the doorway, that is. Then Russia smiles.]
Latviaaaaa.
[Yes, he's using that sing-song voice that says come here right now, you are about to suffer.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 08:17 am (UTC)The fall temporarily knocks the wind out of him, no matter how much cushioning Russia offers, so much so that he's able to be knocked off Russia. Yay more space dust. He coughs as he breathes some in, barely paying attention to Russia as he freaks out.
Until he lunges for him again. Eyes wide, and he grabs Russia by the wrist, trying to keep his hand back.]
Woah! Hey! It's not my fault you're carrying it with you in a glass bottle!
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Anyway. Russia, bottle in one hand and heart in the other, is having trouble stabbing the other country. America may have ridiculous strength, but Russia is one pissed off panda and would like nothing more to have some glass lodged in America's throat at the moment.]
It was in there so it could heal from the damage you inflicted on it in the first place!
[He's paying more attention to stabbing America than keeping his own heart safe. Goes to show Russia's priorities.]
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