The End? V.2 ( Hetalia Rp )

[Black-Cat771]

[alright, will you be rping on the old thread too, or no, Yin? i feel like it's not the same without you]

In one of the more empty and smaller cells, a small girl was chained by her ankles to the wall. Her hands were covered in dirt, and a bit of dried blood, from how much she tried to crawl out of the chains and pull on the chains. She was crying int eh corner of her cell, wanting to see her father again. She felt so lonely, and didn't know what to do.

Meanwhile, sitting in the cell beside the young girl, there was a boy that was basically invisible to the small girl, starring out the bar's of the cell. He could not be seen by the young girl, despite his past of being the young girl's 'imaginary' friend ... something had happened to make her forget him, and now he sat there, still trying to support her, but being unable to be seen or heard from the girl. As he distantly gazed to the other side of the bars, he heard a voice crying out from a cell farther down the line. "i'm here ..." he called in response to the girl, though he wasn't sure if it was audible due to the crying beside his cell from the young girl, who didn't seem to hear the voice.

[EllaAniMine]

((I edited my form to include another character. I've never officially played him before, but I'm sure I can do it. ))

[katie;]

Charlotte began to regain her consciousness, and as she slowly came to, she noticed that she felt somewhat... chilly. Like she was lying down on some kind of metal or something similar, but she had no clue what it was. Groaning quietly, she noticed that her body ached slightly, like her body was recovering from some kind of injury or from being... I don't know, drugged? Furrowing her eyebrows as she forced her hazel eyes open, the shy, intelligent young woman blinked to adjust her vision. And... she was in some kind of cell by herself. Not to mention, it was slightly dark. Since she woke up after everyone else did, she didn't hear them call out and ask if anyone was there. "H-Huh...?" she said quietly to herself, sitting up. Looking around, she became frightened, seeing metal bars about a foot in front of her, since she hadn't been placed in the cell very far in. Reaching out, she touched the steel bars. They were cold to the touch, making her shiver from both the coldness and the fact that she was frightened now. "H-Hello...? Where am I?" she called out quietly, her voice sounding completely shy and frightened. Her mind was racing - where was she? Had she been kidnapped by someone? What the hell was going on? If someone had kidnapped her and locked her up... had she done something wrong to aggravate someone? No, that wasn't possible - she was literally one of the most innocent states, and she was socially awkward to begin with, so there was no way she could have done something to aggravate someone. Letting go, she looked down slightly, her light brown hair falling over her shoulders and her side-swept bangs falling down and covering her eyes and part of her face. None of this made sense to her, and she wasn't sure what was going to happen to her. Would someone try to... hurt her? Or something... worse? Eyes widening at the thought, she stared at her lap, her hands shaking slightly. O-Oh god... she thought, shaking her head repeatedly to try to calm herself down and stop thinking about it. If it wasn't for the fact that she was locked up all alone in her own cell, she might have felt a little bit better about it. However, it seemed dark, and she couldn't really see anything. "H-Hello?!" she said, raising her voice ever so slightly in hopes of getting an answer.

[SweetDemon]

Erika:
Erika woke up groggily, her head spinning and temperature of the room hitting her like a brick wall. It was freezing, like she had been covered in a sheet of ice. She had felt this was before, before she met her big bruder. It was different in a way though, the last time it felt lonely, this time, there was an ever looming darkness, a hatred. These 2p!s... they dragged her here, along with others. What did they want with her? She was afraid for the first time in awhile. She wanted to be back with big bruder, finishing up the stitching on the pajamas she was making him. Back home having a picnic with him eating varied cheap cheeses and meats. Any thoughts were broken by the aches of her body and a single lone word. A 'hello' in the darkness, and she lifted her head up, struggling to make out shapes in the room. Other countries, metal bars of a cell. She returned the "hello," but her voice came out soft and weak, cracking in the middle of the word. She tried again, with more force, this time actually audible. She didn't even think big bruder could help in a situation like this, she just prayed he would be safe at home.

((Hehe Russia's crush will be revealed in time >:D anyhow I'm more worried about his 2p! is Russia is technically an adorable evil already, and 2p!s are opposite of the character, would that make him nice?! I want Russia as comedic relief- I can imagine him standing there ready for them with a lead pipe and vodka. I also was going to do Switzerland, but then I realized: he is forever neutral (so I instead took over his little sis >:D) And all of the posts so far sound so good! professionals XD I WILL RUIN THE QUALITY OF THIS RP. my grammar sucks.))

[.Yin.]

{ alright, my dads laptop is busted. As a result he's taking mine to use until he gets a new one. So unless I can sneak into my brothers computer expect short non-coded posts. I think it'll be about a week. Sorry! And I dunno black, pfft. Maybeh. N sweet is it RoChu? *narrows eyes*}


The new voices definitely scared him. Though it also brought great relief. 'Im not the only one who is confused. Thank goodness.' Yao got up and tried to peer into the hallway but to no avail. It was dark. Well, every other light was lit but it gave off poor rays. Not to mention they kept flickering. It did leave a nauseating feeling. Well, all this did, really. Whatever 'this' was exactly. "Who is there?" Yao started off by responding to the soft 'hello'. He then caught view of the person. A pretty young lady. And her cell was right across from his! Weird. Aren't females and makes usually separated in jails? Huh. Anyway this lady was definitely American - wait. Another voice? He knew who that was! Vash's little sister if he remembered correctly. "Erika? Is that you, aru?"

[katie;]

(( I'll post again once Pins makes her first post on this thread. ))

[Black-Cat771]

"Who are you?" the male's voice echoed, not answering the earlier question. As he sat there, listening, he couldn't help but lean his head against the wall where it separated him and the young English girl who he had practically been created from using her family's knack for magic. "don't you worry Elizabeth...," he whispered in a soft voice, "i'll get us out of here ... i'll protect you ... like I've always have." In the other cell, the small girl kept crying to herself, her blue dress slightly torn and full of splotches of dirt and dark red. She missed home, she missed her dad, and she was scared of this place. She hopped her dad was okay, that he was safe and sound, and not in this horrid place.

[ i actually had someone mistake me for an american once, i wanted to die of laughter but also slap them because of the misunderstanding after my entire talk about how much i love autumn, pancakes, and the maple leaf .. - also, i do plan on making Elizabeth older at some point or another, possibly from a spell failure or something XD]

[SweetDemon]

Erika:
"Yao?" Erika whimpered, she had only met him once, but the 'aru' gave him away. At least she wasn't completely alone. She now knew two people were here, maybe more. She did feel slightly awkward, boys and girls together... she just hoped she didn't have to use the Toilette while she was here. She tried to move toward the familiar person, partially to see him better, the other to check and be sure it was really him. Her legs shaked with every step, threatening to collapse, the sound of chains rattling in sync with her heavy footsteps. She made it halfway there before her legs came out beneath her. She didn't have enough energy. She felt that part of the pain in her stomach was hunger.

[yatty]

( XD Yup I got it Katie. Yay Ella's here x3! Yin I might add more characters to my forms later on, I'll tell you when I do. cx )

Alfred F. Jones
Alfred lay on the floor of one of the last cells, eyelids shut closed as he breathed evenly, arms spread and legs tangled together awkwardly on the cold, hard ground. He heard ringing in his ears, so loud that he awoke from his prolonged sleep. His heart hammered in his chest as he sat up straight like a bullet had sounded, eyes dilated, like he had woke up from a horrible dream. The American's blue eyes shifted around the cell confusedly. Where was he? A jail cell? What had he done? Sure, sometimes he said something stupid every once and a while, or did something wrong not realizing it, but that didn't mean he had to be locked up for it! Who was responsible of this? He heard voices echo down through the hallway of cells all lined up together, though he didn't much pay attention to as of right now. Alfred felt weary and a bit drained, not to mention the side of his hip also hurt. Had someone thrown him into this prison, and drugged him to not remember any of it? The blonde didn't say anything, frowning as he picked up his upside down glasses. They must have fallen off of him being transported into this place. He felt a bit dizzy as he stood and dusted off his brown bomber jacket, shoes dragging on the solid floors and making a small 'squeak-like' sound as he walked. His skin ran cold with fresh goosebumps at realizing how dreadfully dark it was in the small prison, and even in the small walkway outside. Alfred studied the bars right in front of him with a dumbfounded look as he fumbled with the locks, staring outside the metal bars with a lost expression. He passed his hand through the little space between the metal rods, watching his fingers pass through before gripping two bars in both fists. "Who's there?" Alfred yelled in his booming voice, hearing it shoot down the hallway the other way. Hopefully he'd get an answer out of someone. Maybe they knew what was going on. He had no clue where he was, why was there, and how exactly he had got there. Then the American heard the sound of what sounded like a small girl crying, and another presence not too far away that appeared like a male. "Is everyone okay?" He asked then, not as loudly as before, lips pulled together worriedly as he gazed to the hazy lights that flicked 'on' and 'off' from above.

[Black-Cat771]

The girl's crying almost froze imediatly from the booming voice. It was familiar, very familiar. "A-Alfred?!" The young girl called out, now hurrying to drag herself toward the bars, loud rattling sounding as she did. She clenched her teeth and gasped at the pain when the chains tugged her back, leaving her laying on her stomach, barely half way across her cell - her hand just barely reaching the bars, and even then it was pulling on the chains. "A-ALFRED!" She cried out, scared, and now in more pain. She sniffled and cried as she continued to attempt to claw herself toward the bars, only scratching up her hands and making them bleed again. "A-Alfred I'm scared!" She sobbed, feeling the bruises and cuts on her ankles get worse the more she struggled.