The End? { Hetalia RP! Accepting! }

[yatty]

( Yay stories CX! )
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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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"He's pretty tall." The American looked upwards to Konoha's upset face, features changing to darker pigment as if to match his mood. So Elizabeth could see nothing of the driver? Right now she probably thought they were talking to nothing but a ghost. "She doesn't remember you... she can't see you." Alfred looked to Elizabeth's confused face as she tried to see who exactly was they were speaking of. The blonde felt sympathetic for the quiet man. Being forgotten after a long period of time could hurt, he lost a friend. "Maybe we can think of a way to make her remember." Alfred suggested, shadows cast over the van as they lumbered to a left. Seeing Konoha's colors wade back to their originality, the blue eyed man blinked as Konoha calmned once again. He was sure Elizabeth would have no idea what they were talking about, she couldn't even hear the pink eyed driver. But Alfred thought it was best she didn't, for now, as Konoha had only just been reunited with the girl he had bonded with years ago.
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Allen F. Jones [ 2p!America ]
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Allen eyed Oliver as he lowered the music, face vacant with a poor opinion on the new choice of child's songs immersing the pickup truck. The brunette looked both ways given, sitting back and turning to the right. "I figure they went right. Wild guess." The jacketed man puffed and raced the truck towards the right, skid marks weaving behind them as the engine roared louder. The 2p did not know the chance of getting lost in these parts of London, they had no sense of direction but the way the counterpart's went. Allen scowled at the children's music that repeated throughout the van as they continued on. "What kind of music is this? It's written for three year olds!" The red eyed American sulked, watching Oliver kick his feet calmly along. It was best just to keep the brit occupied with the horrendous tunes.
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[Black-Cat771]

The girl continued to seem confused, but nodded weakly and looked back down to her lap, watching as her fingers gingerly traced each other. "i thank you for trying ... but it's been so long, and she's still very young ... it would be difficult for her to remember something as old as me." the boy said weakly with a half-hearted smile, continuing to drive - soon seeing the entrance to the forest driving path's people often went to in order to camp out in the forests. He thought they could find a spot there to spray paint the van, hide for a bit, then be on their way once again.

[witchcrafting]

// *GASPING* I'M BACK. I NEED A RECAP AND A PLACE TO JUMP IN~ //

[yatty]

( WELCOME BACK NORTH :3!!! Right now Arthur, Alfred and Elizabeth have escaped the cells and found themselves in London (which has been taken over by Oliver so it's all pink and cupcakey). Allen and Oliver are trying to catch them at the moment. Maybe somehow Matthew and Shyla could meet up with Elizabeth, Arthur and Alfred while they go into hiding in the forests right now. They are in a van and trying to escape Allen and Oliver who recently found a pickup truck to drive around in search for them. I also believe Lillium, Elizabeth's 2p is open. )
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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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Alfred looked to the downcast man who acted as their driver. It was only expected Elizabeth wouldn't be able to remember such. Some tend to forget even the most important factors of their childhood, wether it be a favorable toy or an imaginary friend. But Konoha was real, and he had feelings too, just like any other human. The blonde looked out the window to the turmoil of London, wind blossoming through the air as austere thunder pursued the skies. Soon he saw a moor ahead, thick and tall trees of all sizes blowing in the wind. A forest was the perfect place to hide, the van could camouflage perfectly into the earthy areas. Allen and Oliver didn't seem like the 'outdoors' type. As the van winded down the path, Alfred made shadow puppets on the side of the van, using his fingers to make the shape of a bouncing rabbit, chuckling to himself as he made a deer formation with his thumb.
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[Black-Cat771]

[yup - Lilium is indeed open. and not so secretly throwing a tantrum right now in her room from why her darling daddy hasn't caught them yet so she can tear them apart slowly - it is also hinted that Lilium enjoys teasing people like Canada so that she can see how they are when they finally snap from her torture.]

The girl continued to try to think, to try and remember what they were talking about ... Konoha ... that name - in the back of her mind, something tried to spark, but nothing would connect and re-create the memory. Konoha continued to drive, slowing down a bit so that they made less noise, driving through the shadowed, damp forest. He focused onward, occasionally flinching from a few things he though he saw ... mainly only 1 thing, that he knew would sooner or later get the better of him and take over ... and if it did ... it would be that horrible tragedy all over again ...

[witchcrafting]

// Hm, I'll try and have Matthew and Shyla meet up with Arthur, Alfred, and Elizabeth, and running away from Matt and Sakura ^^ //

Matthew Williams || Canada
Male|19|Nervous - a bit calm|With; Shyla

The Canadian had seemed to escape, after seeing his own brother and the Brit escape with Elizabeth. Of course, he could see how scared his own sister got when she was left alone with him. The only thing Matthew could think of was escaping himself with his sister, of course, that's what happened. But, he didn't know that their 2ps were on a wild goose chase to find them. The quiet young-adult continued to make his way down the street of what seemed as a cheerful London. It was weird seeing all the pink every street he passed but Matthew got used to it after a certain amount of time.

Looking back behind him, Matthew sighed, slowing down his pace to a quick walk. He had his younger sibling on his back of course, which drained his energy more, but seeing that the 2nd players weren't in his vision, he could slow down a bit, to catch the breath he lost while running.

[Black-Cat771]

[perhaps lillium could interact with 2p canada, since i would assume he's still at the hide out?]

[witchcrafting]

// Sounds like a plan ^^ He's just getting his Hockey stick ready. //

[Black-Cat771]

[lol - i'll have Lillium start off somewhere so you have an easier time jumping in - also, i love your siggy gif - RusCan is one of the less popular shipping's, but i find it so cute ]

After Lillium had practically torn apart her entire room, she was still rather upset that the trio, and now one of her 'play toy's' - Matthew - to which her father promised, had also run away, and with his sister too ... She stormed out of her room, going to the kitchen on that floor and grabbing a large knife, now slashing at any pots or wallpaper she saw. Her father had promised her 3 people to be her play toy, after what happened back in the 'tattoo room', and she had chosen Matthew as one of them - having undecided the other 2, but now with Matthew missing, she was furious, and was throwing a large tantrum in the halls.

[witchcrafting]

// <3 RusCan, such an adorable ship. //

Matt Williams || 2p!Canada
Male|20|Upset - Angry|With; N/A

Matt had only began to get his hockey stick ready, sharpening the ends of the wire to make sure a clean hit would allow him to get back his 1p and his sister. The Canadian seemed to be mumbling to himself and he roughly threw the sharpener to the side of the room and heading out, making his way down the hall of the hideout. It all seemed fair to him that he could hurt his 1p for running away. As he continued to walk, he could have sworn he heard crying and screaming at one point. Slowing down his pace, the Canadian listened more closely to the loud screams.