The End? V.2 ( Hetalia Rp )

[BertieDook]

((Thanks! Where could I join in?
Also, recently made Arctic a 2P!, Thinking about adding her to the RP.))

[EllaAniMine]

((I just didn't want to assume anything. XD ))

Ella clasped her arm to her chest and looked horrified. "I-it's not even that bad of a scar, it's practically invisible!" She rubbed a thumb over her upper arm where a white streak stood out against her skin. "Besides... How was I supposed to know he was going to shoot me? A-and don't you dare come near me!" She took a step back.

"What are you even going to do with her anyway?" Luciano snapped as he flipped the knife between his fingers like a baton. "She isn't good for anything but shooting off her trap, and she's not even that pretty."

[zombles]

Username: Ludwig.
Name: Lutz Beilschmidt
Gender: Male
Age: Around twenty-one or two
1st or 2nd player: Second player
Personality: Lutz likes to party and hang out with his friends, so basically he's a party animal. He's a bit of a flirt and a giant tease to people that either don't like him or he's friends with- both the flirting and the teasing factor so don't get confused. Lutz is also a bit of a complainer and whiner when things don't go his way very well. In comparison to his first player, Ludwig, Lutz can be bored very easily (to the point where he might fall asleep during world meetings and doesn't bother to care if people notice), he technically is lazy, and makes a mess or two but in time he does end up cleaning it up. Lutz can be helpful though and is a nice friend, he may be reluctant at first, but with little persuading he might chip in.
Appearance: Lutz has milky-honey colored blond hair that's shaved on the sides around his side burns and neck, but the top is a mess unless he slicks it back, which is usually when he wears a hat. He has light purple eyes that are leaning a little more to the blue side and would be considered pretty. He's much tanner than his first player counterpart and has multiple scars all over his body especially one on his face. It is not known where it had come from, but rumored that Luciano gave it to me. He had yet not put those rumors to rest along with the other scars. But in similarity to his first player, Ludwig, he is built strongly and probably has a really nice six pack.
Relationship Status: Single and ready to mingle
Other:

[ here ya goooo! ]

[Black-Cat771]

Down the hall, a soft tmp ... tmp ... tmp reverberated off the cold walls. As the steps grew closer, the sound of slightly dragging fabric softly joined in. "now now you two ... we have to be good in front of our guests, don't we?" a rather soft, yet dark sounding voice chimed in. The figure stopped not too far from them, behind Luciano. "after all ... we're all going to have fun with them later." she smiled. Her dark hair gently swayed with every movement she made, her long dress complimenting her complexion, though the dark colours seemed to hint at another side of her otherwise gentle looking nature. Her bright pinkish-purple eyes fell upon the fashionable brother of the two to whom she had generally spoke toward. "now now dear don't worry - in due time they'll all be fashionable, though not as fashionable as you." she cooed softly. She gazed to the cell's around her, a small, warm smile on her face. "let us think of them as party guests, hm? ..."

[.Yin.]

He was about to reply to his brother but didn't get a chance. He listened to her, looking as if he was going to protest. But he didn't. "Fine. I don't see why we can't do it now though." He grumbled before gaining his usual happy composure, bouncing to stand beside Luciano once more. "Party guests. With no party?" He asked with a pout. "Very un-fabulous."

[BertieDook]

The young woman slowly awoke, the dark, dim light of this area meeting her sight as she opened her eyes. "Wh-What the hell..?" She asked herself, holding a hand to her head because she still had a slight headache. Felicity still couldn't quite figure out what had happened, and was VERY confused.

[EllaAniMine]

With a disgusted huff Luciano took a step back. He could gag himself, what kind if a cheap shot was that?, stroking Flavio's pride like that?

"Well..." Ella seemed to regain some of her confidence and stepped forward to rest her arms on the bars again. "At least now I know who you answer to." Before she could say anything more, a tight grip found it's way to her neck.

Luciano glared at her, turning her head from side to side to get a better look at her. "Maybe I was wrong..." He mumbled. "You are... Somewhat of a pretty ragazza." He pulled her chin down, almost patronizing her. "Don't ruin it by talking."

"Make me." Ella spat, grip tightening on the bars.

[.Yin.]

Flavio would listen to anybody that complimented his fashion or anything to do with his looks. Especially if 'fabulous' - his favorite word - was used. He moved to make sure he stood beside his brother at all times. He tended to be over-protective when it came to the other male. "Luci, you're mean." He whined

[yatty]

( XD Yeah Katie I'll bring him in now )

Alfred F. Jones
Alfred glanced to the wall beside him, as Charlotte sounded relatively close as well. She sounded close to tears, Alfred could tell as much at the way she whimpered. He was so glad that she was okay. "It's alright. You'll be fine Charlotte, just try and think of happy things. It's the best medicine." He smiled with a bit of strain, trying to comfort the quiet girl from her state of frozen fear. Alfred felt it too- a sense of dread wrenching at the bottom of his stomach. He wanted to help his friends... and let them know they'll be okay. Because he truly believed that, in the deepest part of his heart. The blonde tried thinking of a good video game or a steaming hamburger to help raise his spirits... anything to help. But instead a collection of memories of before he had been taken to this place assaulted his confused mind. Alfred had been walking, he didn't know where... he had tripped over something, and way before he could react someone had pinned him to the ground violently... shoving a needle into his arm. From then on it was lights out. Snapping from his thoughts, the blue eyed man gazed upwards. Right across from him he heard the voice of Ella. She was also another one of the states. He blinked as she spoke, shaking his head despondently. "I guess they aren't the smartest decisions to make. But that metal bar had it coming, I need to find a way out. There has to be a way out." The blonde said determinedly as he held his throbbing fist, watching as Ella emerged from the shadows cast by the large pale walls jailing her in. Alfred let the darkness swell over his face in the dim cell, watching the lights flicker until he made eye contact with the girl. "Hello Ella." And just as he were to ask if she were okay, Flavio appeared just outside his cell. Un-fabulous? It was like he was reciting words of someone else, like he was retelling a long list of rules he had been told for years. Alfred narrowed his eyes like he were ready to argue with his statement, even despite the quite chilling threat. It was probably another idiotic decision because- well, Flavio didn't really sound like the guy you wanted to mess with. Alfred heard Elizabeth sob, heart dropping sadly at her tone, a lump in his throat forming. Alfred knew that he would give up the world for the small girl. She was one of his closest friends. Then the sound of a bottle clinking against the metal bars entered the air, and Luciano appeared. He scared Alfred. The American just watched him silently as he threw the bottle at the wall, it's contents dripping down the wall and glass shattering. Alfred gulped and took a step back, fists curling at his sides at the two Italians. I'll show them how to behave. The blue eyed man's eyes widened as he examined their faces. They horribly reminded him of the Italian brothers... oh how he wished it was cheery Feliciano and his short tempered brother instead. Alfred was about to protest against Flavio's terrible 'makeover' he was going to give Ella, fear rising in his heart at the words the fabulous man spoke of. A dark figure appeared, but then Luciano snaked a hand around Ella's neck. "Let her go!" He called angrily.

Allen F. Jones
Allen walked confidently down one of the halls, chin raised and blood red eyes fastened in front of him. His shoes dragged slightly as he walked, his long strides pacing purposefully down the dreary dark halls. His shadow loomed behind him as he made his way past the different rooms... a rat racing past the heel of his shoe. He wore his dark brown bomber jacket with it's signature scarlet star and toxic waste symbol imprinted on the sleeve of his right arm. The American's jaw was set, hearing the loud sound of glass shattering farther away. Probably one of the others, he thought to himself, moodily shoving his free hand into the pocket of his shearling jacket. The 2p's other hand clasped the handle of his wooden baseball bat, hooked with all different sizes and shapes of nails, stained red with blood from previous victims. Allen sighed as he recalled the capturing process of their new 'residents', as it was a lot of work, though it was a good days worth. It was really irritable to have to chase all of them down. But it really wasn't even that hard to catch them, Allen thought, laughing throatily to himself. Most went down without a fight. All they needed was a bit of something to knock them out and they were over. What a bunch of useless pigs... He really didn't want to have to deal with their whining and screaming, he was already annoyed as could be already. Hopefully he could bribe someone else to take his shift. The brown haired man then ran a hand down his scalp, whistling eerily to himself. It would be hell of a time torturing them later on. That was the best part, of course that was Allen's opinion. He had already bruised up a couple however, throwing them in unconscious when the day was done. He had just came back from returning the supplies from their kidnapping spree, so it wouldn't take much to set him off at this point. Allen turned the corner, seeing the long rows of cells lined up. At the end he could spot the figures of Luciano, Josephine and Flavio a little way down. The man dragged his bat behind him, sunglasses falling onto his face as he stalked down the low rows of cages. He looked into each one, glaring to their pathetic faces with a smirk. The delinquent's bloodshot eyes rose to the other counterparts. "What are you idiots doing? Is one of them rebelling already?" The American growled with a long chuckle as he raised his bat, hitting it against his gloved hand teasingly. "I'll break their face."

[keyitt]

( HEY HEY HEY ITS KEYITT ! FORMS ARE A WIP BUT I WILL FINFISH THEM ! )
Username: Keyitt.
Name: My name is Keyitt ! but my city name is Kobe ! :3
Gender: im a boy silly !
Age: about 165
1st or 2nd player: 1st player
Personality: keyitt is a social butterfly . he's also kindhearted and loyal to his friends and will literally do anything for a friend ! he is though very protective and gets mad easily towards people who provoke him. he will get very unhappy if you don't pay enough attention to him. but overall Keyitt is a pretty good friend
Appearance: keyitt is little under average height and weight for his age but he has bright purple eyes and messy blonde hair with a curl that's lighter then the rest of his hair. he has a light tan and has a light Japanese accent although being a Japanese country. he wears mostly hoodies and a t-shirt with a yellow smiley face on it some bright blue shorts and purple sneakers.
Relationship Status: he's with Aki ? I dunno YIN TELL ME WHAT TO DO!
Other:

( wow I came in a little too strong )

b]Username:[/b] Keyitt.
Name: My name is Kadike
Gender: im a boy you idiot !
Age: about 16
1st or 2nd player: 2nd player
Personality: kadike is cold and gets mad easily towards people who provoke him. hes the opposite of his twin. he is more sane and calm then his twin and his cruel but not totally blood thirsty . he's antisocial and rude to everyone . you can say he's a shadow
Appearance: he looks the same as keyitt but doesn't have a curl and has blackish brown hair with lighter skin and deep bleu eyes . he's always frowning but you can maybe get a straight face on him . he wears a dark hoodie with a bleu unhappy face shirt with black shorts and sneakers
Relationship Status: he doesn't think about that
Other: