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[2013-01-31 23:19:39 +0000 UTC]
""Become one..."
(Russia)
# Statistics
Favourites: 2; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 147
Watching: 89; Pageviews: 5109; Comments Made: 1821; Friends: 89
# About me
Counrty: Russia
Capital: Moscow
Population: 141,930,000
Language: Russian
National flower: Chamomile
Human name: Ivan Braginski
Height: 182cm (6’0”)
Age: Unknown
✖ Mood
love struck | crushing big time! | hyper | excited|
cheerful | happy derp | happy | calm |
rampage mode | smacking a jerkface | pissed | angry |
peeved | mixed emotions | neutral |sleepy |
nostalgic | uncomfortable | confused | sad |
distraught | crummy | crying | depressed |
jumpy | anxious | frightened| paranoid | deathly afraid
✖ Mental status
perfectly healthy | healthy | okay | so-so |
a little off | hearing voices | seeing things | losing my mind |
crazy | insane | never coming back | ???
✖ Health
god tier | perfectly healthy | healthy | okay | so-so | sick | throwing up | hurt | injured | recovering| critically wounded | mortally wounded | hospitalized | dead | ghost
Current RP event : 2P!Russia
About the Admin:
Other Account - Idonknow11
Name: Noah Age: 13 Gender: Male Just a warning, I can be abit Hyper at times~!-RUSSIA x WORLD-
-OTP RouChu-
RolePlay Rules:
I do not RP with main accounts. Smut and Gore in notes Please. No Mary-Sues/Gary-Stus. No God-Modeling.PAGE DESIGNER:
Hallo, Victoria here~ I am the Admin of English-Everything & StoicTroll & From-Spain-With-Love & One-KickAss-Nation I do design accounts for free, just send me a message and I will happily help you out~
# Comments
Comments: 427
[[ //Throws Yao at you :u 1P Russia please? C: ]]
It had been quite a while since Yao was cut some slack by his boss, he had spend his week off visiting all his family. For some reason, he decided that even though he was a little suspicious of the Russian he decided to go say hello anyways. It had been a while and they were neighbors weren't they? Ivan hadn't bugged him in a while, so he wondered if the other was alright. He knocked on his door, shivering at the chill weather.
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((I want to RP with you but I can't think of a starter ;w; ))
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[ Aw tis okay ;w; ]
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((Man I need to think of something XD))
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[ Take ya time owo ]
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{{Dropping off this beautiful girl.}}
"S-Sir Ivan..!" The maid called out with those glossed parted lips. She looked at him with worried dirt colored eyes, eye brows furrowed. It was obvious by the pouty and slightly frightened expression something was wrong. Feliciana's eyes were watery as well as she awaited his response.
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[ GERMANY Y U KEEP MAH BEAUTIFUL BBY RUSSIA AWAY- ]
At the sound of her voice, Ivan immediately came running down the hall towards the Italian maid. His look became worried when he saw her own expression "Whats wrong..?"
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{{...Im your baby. ; n ; }}
She trembled slightly at the thought of even saying it. Her worse nightmare was coming over. "M-Mr. Kirkland, the one who own my work status and pay is coming I've to meet you since you said you would pay off my life time debt.. I'm scared Ivan- He's so.. He's so mean an cruel.."
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[ ....You and Russia are both mah baby's. =70 ]
Ivan blinked, a shocked expression on his face than a serious and determined one "It will be okay Feliciana~. After all, I can easily scare him, Da~?"
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She looked off to the side rather shyly and spoke, "I'm still scared.. I dont want him to be mean to me or you.." When the doorbelle rang, the Italian jumped, and her expression only looked more frightened.
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Ivan blinked at the sound of the bell, and looked over. Momentarily he looked back at Feliciana "It will be alright, sunflower~." With that, he went up to the door, opening it.
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{{I love Ivan..}}
Feliciana felt her cheeks redden slightly at the nickname, he had never called her that before. And it was.. Quite an adorable nickname. Truly suitable for her since she always managed to brighten up people's days.
As Ivan opened the door, an annoyed Britishman with a scowl on his face turned to him with a bushy brow raised. "Ohh." He spoke, "Isn't a maid always supposed to answer the door?" He asked rather rudely. Feli came to his side rather quickly, "Y-Yes please excuse me..!" He small hands grabbed the door away from Ivan, her little gloved hands were trembling. She really was scared of him.
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[ Ivan is good. |D ]
At the sight of the Englishman, he merely smiled a sweet smile. Though, on the asking of the question in such a rude tone, his inner gut feeling already told him Kirkland was simply nothing but trouble, day in and day out. His eyes opened, a closed eye smile turning into an open eye one.
Of course, Ivan had answered the question, with a question! He already heard of Mr.Kirkland before Feliciana's arriving, and was tempted to ask of his eyebrows. But a very different question escaped the Russian's lips "Privyet! What brings you here~?"
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The Englishman simply waked in and ajusted his tie, raising his bushy brow at the Russian. "I'm here to collect money, and talk about the future of Miss Vargas. She ows me quite a bit." He said with a monotone voice.
Feliciana looked down, awfully scared and shy.
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He sighed nervously, adjusting his own tie as well. He tried to keep his smile, but it was quite hard to do so. Unsure of what to say really.
[ Because my brain cant reply- ]
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"Feliciana-" He spoke deeply. "Be a Dear and leave us men alone, would you?" THe Italian scurried out the room, and went upstairs to her own.
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Ivan blinked and sighed again, watching the Italian scurry out before turning his attention back to the Englishman before him.
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{{Don't reply if you don't want to..}}
"Now, are you ready, Mr. braginski?" he asked with an evil chuckle.
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[ Only one reason for late replies:Mofoin multiple accounts-- dun think I'ma abandoning you bby ;3; ]
Ivan,reluctantly sighing,had a somewhat determined yet somewhat nervous look "Da,I am."
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((Hi!~I was wondering...would you like to roleplay?))
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[ Oh hello~ owo ]
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//rps my good lady?
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[ MMMMMMMMaybe owo ]
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//okay, what you wanna rp
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[ Neh Im sowwy for not respondinggggg I shall gett too ittttt eughisdg ]
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{{>A< Maybe I'm just a bad rper}}
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[ D= Nuuu *Hug* You're greatttttttttttt ]
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{{*sniffle sniffle*}}
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[ *Patpat* Life has just been keeping me away from the beloved comp =C ]
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((*Hops over and leaves a terrible starter*))
"Oi." Vlad walked up to the other Russian man with the blonde hair and violet eyes. He flicked the but of his cigarette at the man to get his attention. "Listen, I have a favour to ask."
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[ *Casually adopts the starter and cherishes it* ]
Ivan blinked, his smile remaining as he turned around to face the other. Suprisingly he looked alot like himself, with a few minor differences "Da~?"
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((*Watches from behind a rock* ))
He sneers at the other and his crimson eyes glare. "I need to borrow 500,000 Rubles. By tonight. . . .Now." His voice was stern and heavily accented. He didn't want to be questioned and it was ALOT of money he needed. . .
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But of course Ivan has to question. He got a look of suprise on his face, his violet eyes now drenched in curiousity at what made him ask such a thing "What makes you ask?"
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"don't question me." The brunette growled. "It's non of your concern, do you have the money? I can...work it off or something."
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((Love me again ;A; I want more rps. o3o I also wanna do an rp with you, where its Chibi!Verryn and ChibiIvan leading up to their teens XD ))
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[ I shall RP with joo~ ]
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((DO you wanna do a ChibiVerryn & CHibiPrussia rp well a historical roleplay? ))
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{{Looks like my ex is making her love you. nein! Love me more!D:< }}
{{Here have a maid to clean your shit.}}
Well, this was strange. Normally by now, Feliciana would be awake, and cleaning something. Or the young woman would take a stroll throughout the hallways, trying to occupy herself with a task. No, this time the Italian woman was in bed half past noon, her cheeks flushed greatly. She had caught quite a bad fever, and was not able to take care of herself.
Feli felt to weak to move out of bed, and continued to lay there absolutely miserable with that high fever. She knew that she needed to get up, and tried to do so, but failed in the process and fainted to the ground with a large thud.
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[ Hwaaat? owo ]
[ Oh thank you I shall cherish her ]
Ivan of course was fast asleep until the thump was heard. At that, his eyes fluttered open, his smile was there even in a sleep. In curiousity, he slowly crawled out of bed, rubbing his eye. Ivan than lightly knocked on the other's door, curious "Are you ok?"
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{{I cleaned my inbox so i have no messages o^o}}
No sound was heard coming from the other side of the white door. The Italian was passed out with the horrible fever, breathing a little shaky. She needed to be taken care of or else her sickness would only get worse. It was strange to think how she could have gotten sick, perhaps the climate change was to much for her.
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Ivan was now worried, as he decided to look for himself. His mouth was covered by his hand in shock when he saw the Italian woman laying on the ground, passed out. In a panic, he immediately picked her up and set her down on the bed, feeling her forehead. Many questions as to why she was in this state flowed through his brain as he did so
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Even though her face felt hot the rest of her body felt like it had the chills. Feliciana shivered, shifting slightly so find any source of warmth. Her hand reached out and touched his, and it was warm. Fluttering her long eye lashes open gently, the maids gaze of warm dirt colored eyes fell upon her Boss. "I-Ivan..?" The Maid's voice sounded quite weak. She looked so.. Innocent and fragile like this. Anyone could take advantage of her if they so choosed.
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Ivan was clearly worried as hell. His eyes sparked a glimmer of hope upon seeing those beautiful eyes open, along with her voice speaking again. Despite the fact it sounded weak, he smiled lightly "I'm glad you seem okay now.."
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"Ivan, what happened to me? Why am I in bed?" Feliciana tried to sit up, but then felt to dizzy to. In result, she layed her head back onto the pillow gently. "Am I in trouble? I really should be working.."
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Ivan shook his head, placing a hand gently onto her's, his violet eyes filled with concern. "Nyet, you're sick, you should stay in bed."
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"But.. But i have to work for you, otherwise I cannot get paid.." She whispered to him softly, hand holding his back as well. Feliciana's thumb gently glided over his skin.
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Ivan merely sighed, his eyes still showing a sign of concern and sympathy as he spoke again "You can't work in such a sick state...you need to rest."
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