Blood on a White Flag- A Hetalia/ War of the Worlds RP

[JDsalamander]

((Accepted!))

[Yellow.]

England looked at the Turkish man leaning against the wall. "Really? How did you find out?"


Spain thought over France's question for a minute. "He seems to not want to be near anyone but his brother and Austria... If we were going to do anything involving him, we'd probably have to contact him because of his high security... But then again, you do keep getting past England's security to watch him sleep..."

((WOO! Go Norway c:))

[Thomas Hickey]

" my sword they are weak against silver and diamond" Turkey replied with a slight smirk.

[Yellow.]

England hummed to himself, thinking that over. "That seems legit enough... though we're in quite a bit of a bind, if that's the case. Resources are extremely short. Silver and diamond aren't exactly easy to find..."

[Splashique-]

France nodded. 'Why wont he let us in? I thought he hated Austria and loved us... seems not.." He whimpered. "Maybe we can pay him, you know, like Austria did..."

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

{ Alright. Thanks! }

Norway huffed as he walked into the summit room, his blond hair sticking out in all directions. He sat down with a slight pout. Like always, he had a frown on his face and his eyebrows furrowed.

[Thomas Hickey]

" I have enough " Turkey stated and set enough knives and swords on the table the same make as his sword.


Cuba looking for Prussia and Austria.

[Sake]

"And how do I know you von't leave?" Austria narrowed his eyes slightly. "If I die here, you could easily take my country over..." He muttered.

"But he, like, totally left me hangin'! All you guys are no fun; the least he could do was come..." Poland folded his arms and pouted, looking down at the table. Despite sounding mostly selfish, he was worried for Lithuania. "He'd better come..." He huffed and leaned his head back, looking up at the ceiling.

[Splashique-]

Prussia huffed, putting one handcuff on and handing Austria the other end and the key. "Hold this side, ok? Is this what it takes?" He rolled his eyes.

[Yellow.]

Spain shook his head. "He doesn't have enough men for us and Austria. I'm sure we can work something out."

Romano, still silent, observed the newcomer, Norway. He looked kind of angry, though who wasn't these days? He then looked over to America and England who were still talking. "When the h*** is this meeting going to start...?" He muttered, getting impatient.

England looked at Turkey. "Enough for us, the countries, maybe. But that might not be enough to fight back as many aliens as there are. Do we even know how many aliens are out there?"

He looked over to Poland. "I apologize for the inconvenience, but this meeting isn't for fun. While it'd be nice for this to be light-hearted and cheery, with the current situation of the world, I'd say that's nigh impossible. Though the impossible seems to be getting more and more probable..." He muttered the last sentence, recalling the incident in the hallway. 'Did I really see that, or was it just a figment of my imagination..?'