The Asylum ~ ✖Hetalia2P✖ Accepting!

[Meerkat Love.]

Australia looked away, he didnt like it when people outsmarted him 'Hmmph' he said, closing his eyes

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Alfred growled as he whipped his head around. I have to save him somehow.... His stomach filled with dread as they started the van. 'If you die, I’m going to die with you...' He noticed the man he hit was bleeding heavily in the dirt, the other police officers looking worriedly at him, fumbling a bit with their guns. There has to be some way I can see him again. He gritted his teeth as he made one final blow at the downed officer, enjoying the blood-curdling crack. It brought him back into his murderous ecstasy he experienced years before. And he loved it.
He grinned madly has the cops gapped their mouths and started to handcuff him. He tried to thrash them away with the bat, but there were too many of them. One of them made a good punch in his stomach while another made a uppercut to his jaw. His mouth started to bleed. The cops made more punches until he was pretty well beat up and exhausted. They hand cuffed him and threw him in the truck with Arthur, breathing heavily. “I’m not going with out you...” he panted, his throat burning from punches and kicks. He grunted as he heard the growl of the engine and the soft moan as the car left their safe-haven.


Canada hissed as he tried to avoid the attack, but felt the swords graze his back cleanly. He turned around and held his hockey stick in a defensive stance, protecting his face. “Ha! I’ve had pets do worse!” He growled as he remembered his polar bear slashing him in his sleep violently when he forgot to feed him. He swung his hockey tick at her feet, hoping to at least trip her.


Prussia looked at the window as he saw Arthur and Alfred being taken away and he bit his fingernails. Th-they didn’t take us.... I have to find Russia. He swallowed as he looked outside in his garden and saw no one. He then went to the kitchen and saw him drink more vodka. “R-Russia! Something terrible has happened!” he said putting his hand to his mouth, “Th-they took Alfred and Arthur away!”

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur chewed his bottom lip, leaning against Alfred. "You just got yourself a death wish," he said weakly, fear making him shake. Because of the handcuffs, he couldn't hug the American, so he gripped his shirt and buried his face in the other's shoulder. His breathing became racked as the van continued driving. Where were they going? Would they be put in separate cells once they got there? How long until this "death sentence" was carried out? Would he have enough time to work out a plan? The pale blond tried to shut down his brain by focusing solely on Alfred. After taking a few deep breaths, his fists grew tighter around the American's shirt. "D-don't let them kill me, Alfie."

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

"I guess I do..." Alfred breathed loudly. They really did a number on him, but Alfred was built tough. A normal person would faint from the pain, but Alfred just thought if this as another useless obstacle. He was nearly shaking with worry. He wanted to be Arthur and of course didn't want to be separated, even when they had their 'death sentence'. "Don't worry, Arthur. I won't let them hurt you..." He said, comforted by Arthur's touch. But, he also hoped he wasn't lying to him either. They reached a speed bump and growled as he and Arthur went up. Then the van stopped and he swallowed hard. He noticed he was handcuffed in the front and looped his arms around him protectively, growling when they opened the van doors.

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur let himself get pulled against Alfred, his head falling against the other's chest. He looked fearfully up at the people who were standing in the enterance to the van. There were three of them, one of them holding a medical bag and the other holding a syringe. Without wanting to, the pale blond made a soft whimpering sound and curled closer to the American. One of the people pulled them up and out of the van, pushing them towards the building.

"...Don't separate these two. At least, not for now," the one holding the bag said, receiving a nod of approval from the one holding the syringe. The one dragging Arthur and Alfred sighed in irritation under his breath, yanking them into the building and towards an empty room.

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

The American growled again as the men pushed them out. He would've at least punched one, but his stamina still wasn't back to it's normal state. He swallowed as he saw one hold a syringe. Poison? Or maybe just something to knock us out... Alfred still held close to Arthur. "Where are you taking us?" he said in a irritated, tired voice. He sighed with relief as one of them said that they could stay together. But how long is 'for now?' He growled again, trying his best to intimidate anyone that looked at them.

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur bit his lip, not daring to say anything that might get him in even more trouble. The last thing he wanted was for his "death sentence" to get moved up to right then. He clutched onto Alfred's shirt, wanting nothing more than to just hug him, but the handcuffs were getting in the way.

"A cell," the one with the bag said, only to get an elbow in the side from the one with the syringe. "Your room, I mean."

The pale blond swallowed nervously as they were pulled down hallways, getting weird looks — and disgusted — looks from everyone who was out of their "rooms." Eventually, Arthur just buried his face in Alfred's chest, blocking out the whole thing that was reminding him too much of the incident with Matthew earlier that day. He looked up, though, when he heard a beep and a door slide open. After they had both been pushed into the room, the cuffs were taken off. After leaving the room, the door was shut and locked again.

"We'll be back in a few minutes."

[KumyaKuma]

|Surda|

"Ever had a dragon bite ya?" I retorted, right before his hockey sticks came in contacts with my feet. Many a time had my dragon bitten me or slashed me in the ribs. Don't even get me started on the times he had 'accidently' blown fire on me....
"Uff!" I grunted, landing hard on my stomach to the ground. I quickly rolled away, hissing furiously and kicking my legs, trying to hit Canada. I shot back up, some few feet away from him. I studied him carefully for a second, and spun towards him, lashing one sword at his ribs and the other at his neck.

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Alfred growled as the guard behind him pushed them. He bit his tongue as he was about to retort to the roughness of them. But, he didn't want to get killed on the spot, especially when Arthur was with him. He looked around, glaring daggers at anyone who gave them disgusted looks. He grunted as the guard pushed them in a cell and un-cuffed them. He waited until the guard was far out of sight, bringing the syringe with him.
He hugged Arthur, bringing him close. "Quick, we need to find a way out of here. Maybe when they take us out we can run and jack a car..." he said, trying to remain hopeful.


Canada growled. "Don't act so cocky." He watched her as she aimed a kick at him. He was physically bigger then her, so he only staggered a few steps, able to take the hit. He was able to block the sword from his face but grunted as he felt cold metal rip past his clothes and making a bloody cut under his bottom rib. He twirled the hockey stick again and attempted to push her off of him with it. "You fight like a girl." he smirked.

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur hugged the American tightly, not letting go for anything or anyone. He was afraid that if he did, one of them would get taken away and locked in another cell. "Alfred, this place has more security than our's ever used to have," he said softly, remembering how there had been a barb-wire, electric fence around the building, and how there were cameras seemingly everywhere. The pale blond took a deep breath, trying to relax. How was he supposed to believe that he was safe now? Of course, he trusted Alfred with his life, but that didn't mean that he would be safe forever. "But I have an idea, but it might take a while." He paused, glancing around the room slightly. "Once we get on their good side, I can poison their food with the small flask I carry around with me."