[audio] yes. we quoted it. and I can't do srs. judge me (silently).

[libertyfuckyeah]

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[dueling_hearts]

[Of course you knuckleheads happen to be across from Yuugi and co. So of course, since Yuugi is doubting whatever America did, he's going to try to spy on you both. Peeeeking through the door, opened a crack.

He's going to shut it though, in case he's seen. And he's going to spy on you both. because I need to traumatize him more obviously.]

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ MEANWHILE, AMERICA HELPS. This is probably comical because Russia can't be too easy to roll up. ]

It's like the 1930s all over again, except Russia was more than deserving.

[ mutter mutter mutter turning to England. ]

I messed up though, didn't I?

[ And shoving Russia's head, already rolling unnaturally from the broken neck, into the carpet while muttering "get in there you stupid commie."

AND FOR THE RECORD, THE CORPSE MIGHT BE A LITTLE BANGED UP sorry Russia. Only not. ]

[mygodmyright]

Quite a bit I'd say, yes.

[ ROLL ROLL ROLL. At least they're giving Russia the dignity of a burial. AND NOW STEPPING BACK TO ADMIRE HIS WORK. ]

Quit moping and drag him out.

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ Hefting the whole body across his shoulders with only a slight grunt. Nodding towards the door. ]

After you.

[mygodmyright]

[ siiiiigh it must be Tuesday. I could never get the hang of Tuesdays. walking down the stairs, oddly silent. this isn't suspicious at all ]

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ Falling down the stairs

again

which is less suspicious than not falling, actually. ]

[mygodmyright]

Are you trying to wake the entire building?

[ JUMPING DOWN TO AMERICA, but not helping pick Russia's body up. Sorry bro he's too heavy ]

You can't leave him here!

[libertyfuckyeah]

Keep your pants on, I'm getting him!

[ GRABBING THE RUG BY THE ANKLE END AND JUST DRAGGING. ]

[mygodmyright]

You're the ass that killed him; there's no reason I should even be helping!

[ giving the Russia-rug a few slaps with the shovel to express his righteous anger!! ]

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ Giving a swift kick to the corpse to RELEASE FRUSTRATION. God Russia's going to wake up sore. ]

I didn't ask for your help! If it's that much trouble, go ahead and leave. It's not like he's gonna complain.

[ Like a mature person, he sits on the body, puts his chin in his hands, and sulks. ]

[mygodmyright]

[ sticking his shovel in the ground. NOW HE MEANS BUSINESS ]

And leave you to bury a body? Do you even know how?

[libertyfuckyeah]

Do you?

[ Turning around to pout/stare incredulously/somehow this expression makes sense. And then suddenly brightening a bit. ]

We could give him cement shoes and throw him in the lake. Then he might not come back!

[mygodmyright]

I've dug graves for centuries, for people much more deserving than this bloody soviet whale.

[ ... actually contemplating that ] We'd need quite a bit of cement.

[libertyfuckyeah]

Oh. [ Kinda just... staring. But not expanding on that topic. ]

And we'd have to wait for it to set. No one's ever come back in less than two hours, right? Even if he did...

[ Pointing to the shovel and grinning. ]

[mygodmyright]

[ I WAS GOING TO DO A CRAZY WE FEW WE MERRY FEW WE BAND OF BROTHERS reference but I couldn't find a way to make the sentence less awkward ;w; so. ]

Killing him once wasn't enough for you? There's a special level of hell reserved for backstabbers and spawn-campers!

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ I still need to watch that /fail ]

Actually, no. It might've been enough if he'd stay dead.

[ grin grin hey, this is my first opportunity in a year to do creepy, I'm gonna use it ]

And hey, if I'm destined for hell, I can still save the world. I'll drag Russia right down with me and I'll keep him there.