This Is War- a Hetalia RP -{OFFICIALLY ENDED}-

[Lenna]

New Zealand smiled at his concern for all of them, even though he himself was in a pretty tight spot. "I'm fine, and France seems fine as well. Mattie, how are you? Have they hurt you or anything? Why did they take you?" she asked with a concerned frown, twiddling with a strand of her blonde hair anxiously.

Greenland heard someone fall down the stairs and opened the door a little when he saw it was Arctic. He hobbled over, a look of concern on his face. "Brother, are you okay?" he asked with a frown, looking to see if anything was twisted in a n awkward way to show that it had been broken when he fell.

England was more than a little surprised at just how downright mean the other Nordics were being to Denmark. Of course they were on the offensive, but they were still being pretty awful to him- if this was how they always acted towards him, it wasn't surprising that the Dane wanted revenge. He waited quietly, a few steps behind Denmark, watching the drama unfold.

[Zelda Silverwing]

"I don't know," Canada sighed, sounding somewhat weary. "I suppose it was for my land, my army...things like that. Being the second-largest country does have it's disadvantages. But no, they haven't hurt me, I'm fine. But others around here look pretty beat-up...Fiji and I have been trying to think of ways to escape, but nothing's happened yet. Russia is a pretty dismal place, Addy. I'm glad he hasn't caught you, too."


"Denmark, we can't join you. I apologize if we were ever truly rude to you, if we ever hurt you in some way. But Finland is right; you have been known for taking over our land, and none of us can afford that again. We're sorry," Norway refused, the emotion in his voice more evident than it had been in years. His attempts at trying to cover it up were failing---this was beginning to eat at him.

[Vivid]

Iceland said quietly, "Denmark, please. Just stop." His voice nearly wobbled, but he kept it under control. His face was pleading, the emotion one of the rarest on the rarely-appearing emotions on his face. "You're only going to lead to destruction for EVERYBODY, including yourself." He rubbed his arms, almost cold.

[I Quit]

"So past sins really can't be erased." Denmark growled, looking down. "Fine. I didn't want to do this but its your guys choice." The Dane looked up, and suddenly ice shards materialized around him. It was a little known fact that when one is under extreme emotional distress their magic becomes more powerful, working the same way as aderniline.

[Zelda Silverwing]

Norway flinched slightly at the shards, thinking of the damage they could do. In response to this magic, wispy green orbs flared up in Norway's hands, surging as if they were fire.
"Denmark, please. Listen to us. We're your friends; you once said yourself that we're practically brothers. We don't want to fight you," he attempted to convince the Dane to listen to reason.

[Vivid]

Iceland tried to spit something out, but his voice cracked. He looked down, and said to Denmark, "We fought side by side. Can't you see? We want you back on our side. As much as we've insulted you, we've also had amazing times."

Sweden readjusted his weapons, and began to hunker down.

[Ploegy]

Finland looked at Denmark. "You're not doing any of us any good by fighting us. What is it going to get you in life? To be hated by us? Do you really want that? Taking us over would only make us hate you. We don't hate you now Denmark," He said as he gripped onto the sword he was holding.

[Pinkedalink]

"I'm fine, sank you. How are you?" Germany asked plitely, not exactly in the mood to speak a lot of German. "So, uh, vhy are you here?" he asked uncomfortably. {fail}

[I Quit]

"You always seems to hate me. His won't make a difference!" Denmark snarled and flung the shade at all of them, though the most were directed at Finland and Norway. "O don't care. I just want us all oyster again, and I will make that happen!"

[Zelda Silverwing]

The orbs in Norway's hands quickly rose and expanded, in an attempt to form a shield between Denmark and the other Nordics. It managed to block the majority of the shards, but a few stray ones caught Norway, opening cuts on his face.
"D-dang you, Denmark..." he growled, pushing his hair out of his eyes.
(I have to show you guys this--http://www.bighugelabs.com/output/matte ... 9b73e9.jpg Yes I did draw it...I'm quite proud of it, actually!)