The End? { Hetalia RP! Accepting! }

[.Yin.]

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

"Yessss?" Haru, cat in arms, bounced over at the sound of his name. "Oh, hiya! I didn't know you got back! He started to ramble, his cheerful eyes shinning. He turned his head as a groggy voice sounded. "Where am I...?" Aki had awoken.

[yatty]

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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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Alfred frowned at the Canadian. Well, there goes that plan. The American laughed uneasily. "I see... Hm." What could he do now. Alfred's eyes wavered down to Arthur's feeble position on the floor, a heavy boot clunked down on his chest. "I can't leave you here, we're all a team! What's a hero without a sidekick?" He announced happily. Looking over to the hockey stick, he stepped in front of it, a plan forming in his head. Then without warning, he ran at the Canadian, in hopes of tackling him against the wall and setting Arthur free. "Someone grab the stick!"
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[keyitt]

Keyitt

The boy then started to cry . He wanted to be back home , he was scared " Akiiiiiiiii........ Anyone ?" He questioned lifting his head up so you saw the trembling , crying Keyitt who's blood was dripping down out of his mouth and down his neck staining the sweatshirt a dark color . More tears came as no one answered


Pikati

He took out a knife from his pocket and hissed " Do you want another Dog-Breath ?!" He snarled , turning around " Didn't I say torture my counter partner Haru not steal his cats " he hissed

[.Yin.]

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

Aki immediately shook his head and shrank back. He heard Keyitt's distant shout and instantly started to shout back, even if it was muffled by tape. "Oh yea! Whoopsies, my bad! I'll do that. But Pikati I've been thinking about something. I thought you would know the answer. How do people's feet smell when feet don't have a nose?" There was his random side.

[witchcrafting]

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

Matt turned to the American before suddenly being tackled. There was no possible way he was going to get beaten by the counterparts, right? "You're more full of wits than I thought.." the Canadian retorted, grinning. He began to wonder who was going to grab his weapon now. He then noticed, his counterpart's sister had done it. She wasn't to frightened to actually grab it.

Shyla F. Williams||Saskatchewan
Female|9|Nervous|With; Family + Matt

Shyla blinked before climbing off her brother's back and running to grab the Hockey stick. It was dangerous, and the young Canadian had no idea what to do with it. "G-got it, Alffie!" Shyla said nervously as she hesitantly walked over to Arthur. She kept a good grip on the weapon.

[Zaphod Riker]

Glacé frowns, sitting in an open cell and hiding under a blanket. He twitches his wing in fear, able to hear Renard shouting and looking for him. "Where is that g****** mutant... I need to try something." He growls, looking through the hallways.

[yatty]

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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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Alfred tried his best to pin the strong Canadian, his arms hoisted at the sides. Looking behind him, he saw Shyla bravely jump off of Matthew's back in effort to grab the weapon. Alfred smiled, knowing he would never underestimate the young girl even in a dangerous situation like this. "Good, Shyla! Come here, careful, don't poke at the ends." If the younger girl could get the stick over here, he would be able to use it to his advantage. Alfred wasn't sure if Shyla was ready to hit the Canadian, but he wouldn't be surprised if she did. She had the guts. Carefully he waved her over, smiling proudly at her strength.
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[.Yin.]

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

Arthur was on his feet the moment the weight was gone. He looked over at Shyla, watching her with narrowed eyes. "Uh, thanks." He said awkwardly to Alfred, not moving his eyes from the Canadian girl. He had to say thanks. He was a gentleman after all, wasn't he?

[Zaphod Riker]

Renard looks at the fight, growling at Matt. "Really, you cannot even handle these weaklings." He snaps harshly, before taking things into his own matters and head butting Arthur, trying to hit the same spot he did before.

[.Yin.]

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

"Not you ag- Ouch!" Arthur yelped. Why did this kid have to hit his bleeding wound? It hurt enough as it is. He clenched his teeth and aimed a kick at the new attacker. "Bast---! Your dealing with a former pirate now!"