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[reluctantnanny]

*tiny feet running fast tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip*

COME FORTH YE TREACHEROUS FIENDS, WHERE'VE YOU RUN OFF TO, EH?! FACE THINE DEATH LIKE A TRUE MAN, YE FRENCH BASTARDOYY!! OOOOOOOY-- *gasp gasp, running and searching and running and-- oh hey we're kinda

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[drfish_mrfineas]

Is Spain a pet store? I came from a pet store.

[reluctantnanny]

Idiots can go die.

...W-wait, why am I talking to a fish! TELL ME HOW YOU CAN SPEAK, ANIMAL!

[drfish_mrfineas]

I learned it from television!

[reluctantnanny]

Lunatics can die faster.

[fuelefficient]

[Loud noise outside = closing curtains and staying wrapped up in blankets]

[reluctantnanny]

*knocks on every door on the street, which includes yours, shut-in!*

Open up in the name of the Holy Roman Empire!!

[fuelefficient]

[very softly from the other side of the door]

W-W-Who is the Holy Roman Empire?

[reluctantnanny]

I am! Who am I addressing?

[b_as_a_criminal]

Ummm, I'm pretty sure you can't see Spain or Austria from here. It appears to be a replica of an American time period.

[reluctantnanny]

....

Tell me where Spain and Austria are. I have no interest in time periods or americas.

[b_as_a_criminal]

Ummm.

Spain is on the Iberian Peninsula in southwestern Europe next to France, and Austria is a landlocked country that shares borders with Hungary, Italy, and Switzerland to name a few.

Why do you ask?

[reluctantnanny]

I KNOW WHERE THEIR TERRITORIES ARE BUT WHERE ARE THOSE IDIOTS IS WHAT I AM ASKING!!

And don't speak the Habsburgs' names with such an informal air! *looks like he would be brandishing a sword if he had one buuuut he doesn't*

[thebestnation]

Why are you yelling?

[reluctantnanny]

Because then people will hear me!

[thebestnation]

Oh. That makes sense.

Why do you want them to hear you?

[reluctantnanny]

Because I'm important.

...

And I'm looking for someone.

[bornwithskison]

[Just

kind of lurking around the streets]

feel free to punt him lol

[reluctantnanny]

*have a bloodied and tired HRE also lurking, and also limping, the streets! he's spotted youuu*

...Y, you there! Protestant!

HAVE AT THEE! *tiny feet charging at you tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip!* YAAAA!

oh god he wants to so bad

[bornwithskison]

[and he will

LACES. OUT.

PUNT.]

GOOOOOAL

[reluctantnanny]

*he practically bounces just like a football even!*

OW--

OOF--

*after tumbling several turns over stops - and okay we're gonna stay face-down on the street now and bleeding and stuff - but that's not gonna stop us from ROARING INTO THE PAVEMENT* NoooooorrrRRRGEEEE!