So FLIST.

saying. hypothetically

I were to be thinking about joining another RP

what would you recommend?

Light pours down over them, over the baked highway, over the abandoned cars sizzling in the sunlight. They walk slowly, Canada leaning in close, taking America's hand in his own. They're way too far from his lands, he can't think properly, his people are too far away and he feels a bit see through, a bit lightheaded, but America tugs him along, ( Read more... )

You always remember the first time. Isn't that what they always say? Well the first time a zombie rushes at you, mouth gaping in a inhuman scream, eyes blank and wide and yet somehow focused on you, you don't forget it.

( Matt's first face to face was put off as long as possible. Barricaded in his room. Kept inside during attacks. )

She covers her mouth, her nose, her eyes. Goggles, masks, they're there to protect her from whatever is out there. And often she's forced to put those sturdy leather gloves to the test.( Her fingertips are left out, just enough to get a grip of a limb, to explode it into pieces, to turn a misshapen skull into shrapnel, always exploding away from her. )

He's not to so fond of winter now. The zombies are lesser in number, but it reminds him of winters in 1776, when he was holed up in a cabin with Al, and there isn't a shop to get things from, there isn't a fireplace in his room. ( Sure they work the electricity with a couple of lightning mutants but the heat is sporadic. Piles of blankets never help. )

The radio crackles to life, letting out a loud beep to wake the school, before Naruto's voice flows from the speakers. Matt resists the urge to shut it off, to go back to sleep, to turn over and catch a few more minutes but he instead reaches for his glasses and half-listens to the broadcast.( Read more... )

She blinks. Slowly taking in the world in front of her --only in front of her-- raising her hand to see it, then turning her head to see the wall behind her. And nothing behind it. Her hands shook and she clasped them together, covering her eyes, frightened and reliefed by the blank darkness it provided her.

She ran into people, a klutz without her ( Read more... )

Jerk? Hardly. Blunt? Sure. Apathetic, of course.

( Matt had a year to get past his last real relationships. He doesn't count Phillipe, he'd never count Phillipe, and if his experience wouldn't give him away, he'd not count the loss of virginity to him either. So it made sense he found someone else to like, to think about. )

The Owl Movie used Owl City. It was a nice song ( Read more... )

So I made an FST guys.

A Prussia/Canada FST guys.


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