The End? { Hetalia RP! Accepting! }

[yatty]

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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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Alfred Jones ran forward, already weighing the problems. If he missed, he would either injure Matt and Arthur as a whole, or just the brit who was still attacking the Canadian with punches. If that happened, he would probably never forgive himself, and no one would let him live it down. But if he made sure he just slashed Matt with it, then everyone would be happy. Right? At least not the 2p's,but who cares about them. The American jumped forward hitting the Canadian right on the back, easing the stick over Arthur and just below Matt's chin. He moved the weapon closer to the Canadian's neck. He didn't want to take any chances, in that position he would only nail them both with the stick. The stick's barbed wire nicked the Canadian's neck. "Let Arthur up," Alfred said gravely.
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[witchcrafting]

Matt Williams||2p!Canada
Male|19|Calm|With; Matthew, Shyla, Arthur, and Alfred

Matt blinked, but grinned. "I see you know how to play a good 'ol game of Hockey..." The Canadian retorted, but didn't seem to budge from his position. "No mercy in my rink. You're a dead player..." It was true. Matt did win a lot of Hockey games. He was rough, and gave no mercy to anyone who challenged him. But now he had his weapon pointed at him. Matt wasn't going to give up to easily. "You should put that stick down, Alfred. You wouldn't want to hurt your friend, here, now would you?"

[.Yin.]

[center]
Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Alfred

Arthur gulped. The wretched weapon was hanging inches above his face. One wrong move and he would be in pain that was for sure. "Alfred, go." He growled suddenly. "Take Matthew and Shyla." He ordered. He would catch up. He as a feeling this guy wasn't planning in letting him up anytime soon so the others could make a clean get away as of now. If he didn't get away - well that wasn't a possibility in the Brits head.




Aki Honda
Taiyo
Gender;; Male // Age;; 13 // Crush;; Keyitt

Aki let out a loud yelp at the hit. "Hey! " He raised his head and bit down into his attackers arm just like a dog would. It was the only way he knew had to fight, really. Just like a dog. He then spit the flesh out. "Lemme go."




Haru Honda
2P!Taiyo
Gender;; Male // Age;; 13 // Crush;; ---

Haru had eventually dumped Keyitt into the cell, petting his new stolen cat. He locked the cell door, realizing that the other prisoners were gone. Eh, oh well. That wasn't really his problem, was it? He made himself comfy , leaning against the wall[center]

[keyitt]

Pikati

He took out a knife and stabbed Aki " They said to bring you their without injuries but who cares now !" He giggled red dripping down his arm .

( Replied to you on D.A .Yin. )

Keyitt

The Japanese boy woke slowly . He then noticed he was in a cage , the boy went into the corner and held his knees to his chest burying his face into his knees and started to tremble heavily

[.Yin.]

Aki Honda
Taiyo
Gender;; Male // Age;; 13 // Crush;; Keyitt

It took a moment or two for Aki to realize what had just happened. Pain shot through him and he let out a gasp. "Damn it! What do you want from me? Tell me what to do and I'll do it. Maybe. Just don't kill me." He replied, clutching his new wound.

[yatty]

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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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The American's grip on the hockey stick was strong. The Canadian was very educated in the game of hockey, and obviously would beat Alfred. He listened to Matt's words. If he didn't put it down, then Arthur would be put at risk. He heard Arthur tell him to go, and take Matthew and Shyla away. America took a deep breath, removing it away from the two's noses. He didn't trust the 2p to have his weapon back just yet. Carefully the American kicked it away from the group. "Alright, if you want your stick then go and get it." The American backed away next to his brother and Shyla. When the Canadian moved to get up, Arthur could slip up from underneath him. And maybe get in a few punches to knock him out. The blue eyed American looked to the stick farther down the hall.
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[keyitt]

Pikati

At that time . Pikati stood up and harshly kicked Aki in the head " You'll see Aki-San " he hissed happily . He watched the blood on the knife drip off as he wiped his danger across it and you really wanna know well he licked it off . Ecghlff ?! * throws up * sorry narrator out !

[witchcrafting]

Matt Williams||2p!Canada
Male|19|Calm|With; Matthew, Shyla, Arthur, and Alfred

Matt raised an eyebrow at the American before standing up, he kept a foot on the Brit's chest though. "I'm not going after my weapon, just like that..." Matt retorted, glaring slightly at Alfred, he crossed his arms and shook his head. "Such an idiot, you are...." He complained. It would be nice to have the Hockey stick, but he didn't need it at this very moment.

[.Yin.]

Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Alfred

"Get your damn foot off!" Arthur snapped, trying to push it off. "How about you give me the hockey stick instead of throwing it, Alfred?" He suggested with the trace of a snarl in his voice. If he had the weapon he could get the Canadian off. Though he had a sinking feeling that this guy wouldn't allow him to get it at all. "Nevermind that - wot part of go didn't you understand?"


Aki Honda
Taiyo
Gender;; Male // Age;; 13 // Crush;; Keyitt

Before Aki could open his mouth to respond he felt the kick. For a moment he lay there, dazed, before his eyes shut. The kick had knocked him out cold. His hand fell from his wound.

[keyitt]

Pikati

He treated the minor wound that he gave his prey and then took out the tape and taped Aki's mouth and tied his hands together , then he picked up the boy and came back , setting Aki down in a separate room with all of Pikati's "toys" " HARU !" He snapped loudly