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

[Thomas Hickey]

" About 30000" sadik replied " we shall be fine" he added.

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

Iceland watched as his brother left him outside the summit room. He sighed and pushed open the door and sat down. He was less angry then his older brother, but his eyebrow still quivered at times in agitation. He looked up again and nodded, "I thought this meeting started awhile ago." He said, still trying hard to keep a straight face.

[Yellow.]

"If we're going to do this, we can't all be separate. We actually have to come together. No sides at all. We can't bring our pasts into this, even if we hate someone's guts to the extreme, we have to work together. If we don't, this world will fall, and everyone will die." Romano finally spoke up, surprising himself with the words flowing out of his mouth. 'What the h***...' he thought.

[Thomas Hickey]

" I agree but we need to get Prussia,Austria and Cuba back here" turkey replied

[JDsalamander]

America and Italy looked at Romano, both...honestly surprised, but they agreed with him 100%. America replied, "I agree. If we don't knock it off, we're all gonna die."

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

Norway huffed, "I agree. We all know who's the real enemy." He said, his navy blue eyes looking up from his shirt collar, "We can't just let people walk out on a situation like this. We have to find them."

[Sake]

Poland sighed and opened his mouth to reply to England, but instead blinked and looked towards Romano, showing slight surprise in his features. "Y-Yeah, I guess so..." He nodded slightly and cast a glare at Russia. "And I, like, definitely do hate someone's guts to the total extreme... But we should probably do that." He nodded again.

Austria arched an eyebrow and snapped the other end around his wrist. "Fine. I guess you vouldn't vant to drag a body around. Of course, you could just cut my hand off..." He huffed and rolled his eyes, pocketing the key. "Vhatever."

[Splashique-]

"I didn't mean you actually wear that..." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. He huffed and yanked his arm, watching the handcuff tighten on the Austrian in satisfaction. "There." He started walking again, hoping he could get somewhere. "By the way, would you quit plotting your own death for me? You're giving my a headache..."

[Splashique-]

France nodded. "Well, I guess we will email him later..."

[Crabbiey]

Nation:
Sealand
Human Name:
Peter Kirkland
Picture:

Other:

Nation:
Antartica
Human Name:
Sasha Hews
Picture:
Sasha is always in thick clothing it looks like she's wearing a white duvet with a fur-lined hood. Wears knee-high boots designed for trekking through the snow and wears very thick gloves along with goggles for her face. In fact, you can't really see much of her face at all... She is silm and has rather pale skin, black cropped hair and dark eyes. Owing to her height, hairstyle and flat chest she is often mistaken for a young man. Even her voice can sound masculine at points.
Other:
I have permission to RP Antartica. Her personality will be revealed throughout the RP but let's just say she wants more company than scientists and penguins. Oh, and she's got a thing about litter.