The End? V.2 ( Hetalia Rp )

[Black-Cat771]

[okay ... because reading them both suggested they were both italy for a second XD - also - im working on the art of my fem 2p - but i dunno what sub country / city she should be - any idea's? this is who her character look is based off of http://a.mpcdn.net/manga/p/11718/278088/4.jpg ]

[katie;]

Taking a while to calm down from her previous thoughts about someone capturing her to hurt her or possibly do something even worse, Charlotte let out a small sigh, keeping herself alert in order to figure out what was going on. Her hearing was a bit messed up, since she had been drugged earlier and was knocked unconscious - even though she didn't know that quite yet - and her senses hadn't fully returned. Although, she could hear a few different voices, but it sounded... fuzzy. Furrowing her eyebrows, the shy, intelligent young woman tried to focus on one voice at a time. Despite her efforts, she still couldn't fully hear everyone. "Dang it," she breathed out, her fear slowly returning once again. Tears pricked at the corners of her hazel eyes by now, since she was both confused and afraid. What the hell was going on? Why couldn't she remember what happened? Shaking her head slightly, she tuned out everyone's voices and dug through her memory to recall what happened. Finally, it all started coming back to her - she had been minding her own business somewhere, when she ran into the 2P versions of the nations, and before she could run away, they drugged her and knocked her out. That's when everything went black, and she didn't remember anything after that. Snapping out of her thoughts, her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, making her look like a deer in headlights as tears rolled down her cheeks. Now she remembered. They had drugged her and brought her here in order to take over their dimension... but why? As her senses heightened a bit more, she could feel a faint stinging sensation on a few areas of her body, as well as a distant pain, like a bruise. Touching the area of her body that felt the largest amount of pain - which was her arm - she winced. There had to have been bruises all over her skin, and she felt something similar to dry blood on her head, like someone had hit her violently on the head and ended up making her bleed. There was no doubt in her mind that after she had been drugged, someone had hit her just to make sure that she was out cold. As for the bruises, Charlotte probably got those from the 2Ps being rough and just tossing her into the cell like a ragdoll, and she bruised easily. Reaching up, she wiped away her tears, sniffling quietly. Hearing the voice of Alfred, her eyes lit up slightly. "A-Alfred?" she called out quietly, finding a bit of comfort in the fact that her 'boss' was here, too, and she wasn't completely alone. Although, seconds later, she heard the voices of Flavio and Sisia, which made her blood run cold. Even though she had never actually met them before, she could tell right off the bat that they weren't one of the other countries. Going completely silent, she scooted back in her cell, shivering at the coldness in the air. Looking around, she watched a very dim light flicker for a few seconds, making her fear levels rise. All she wanted was to get out of here. She had done absolutely nothing wrong, and she was horrified of being in a cell by herself.

[EllaAniMine]

"Please don't shout." Ella spoke from the cold floor of her cell, sounding just a little too strained to be considered typical. "I have got the WORST splitting headache and everything hurts." She sat cross legged on the dusty concrete floor, elbows resting on her thighs and head resting in her hands. She was in a lot of pain and was trying to breath through it, though not effectively. "I think my head bounced off the floor one too many times."

[yatty]

( I might make some more 2ps too XD they are just really fun to play. Ooh Cana-Chan maybe like a French city or something, she looks really pretty cx! )

Alfred F. Jones
The blonde's wild curl whirled to the side as he heard the familiar voice calling his name. Elizabeth! What was she doing in a place like this? She must be locked up in a cell just like him, and hers sounded to be remotely closer to his than the others. "Elizabeth!" The blue eyed man raced towards the end of his cell, clinging to the bars as he stumbled. He heard the rattling of what sounded like chains running across the floor, and the sound of the small girl gasping in pain and discomfort. Alfred heard the girl yank on the chains, sounding like she was intending on moving to a different location in her cell. "Don't worry Lizzy, I'm here! We'll get outta here, are you alright? I'll find a way out and get you out too- just stay still!" Alfred called back to the sobbing girl, concern dripping from each word, frowning hard as he tried to get a grip on the situation. He became anxious as he heard a slight scratching on the bumpy floors. "Yao?" Though it was more of a statement, as he knew it was the older country just by the phrase 'aru?' "I have no idea dude, all I know is that I woke up in this cage!" Alfred yelled back, blinking as he shuffled his feet next to the bars and shook them rapidly. They didn't give in the slightest. The next thing he knew he heard another voice, not familiar in the least, telling them to quiet down. It sounded malicious, and as he listened he recognized the voice to be very similar to Erika's in a way... but a lot louder and vicious. The dizzy American circled in his cell, eyes widening in fear at her statements, a bit comforted in the fact that they would be provided food. Then came the loud cries of what sounded to be an Italian... Alfred had no idea who these people were. The blue eyed man had no memory of at least the past few hours. But they sounded like they had helped in putting them here. Gritting his teeth, the American drew his fist back in fury, firing it right into one of the metal bars. He hissed in pain, cursing as he hopped around in his cell and clasped his probably broken hand. He questioned to himself on why exactly he thought that was a good idea... "Charlotte? Are you alright?" Alfred keened in on the sound of the girl sniffling, eyes darkening sadly. She was one of his states. Minnesota. The blonde looked up to the sound of another voice complaining of a headache, sounding strained. "Sorry. Just a bit panicked here." Alfred decided to lower his voice a bit, chuckling flatly. "Who are you?"

[EllaAniMine]

"It's Ella, Pennsylvania...? God, ow," Ella mumbled a few less than wholesome words under her breath. She raised her head slightly and strained against the flickering light to find the source of Alfred's voice. No wonder it had sounded so close, he was just about right across from her. "Not to short the chop shop family reunion, but it's probably not a good idea to act so brashly, shouting at anything that moves and punching inanimate objects." She shuffled out of the shadow cast by the wall in front of the light source. "Hey..." She greeted awkwardly, making brief eye contact before dropping her forehead into her palms again and a whining groan escaping her.

[Black-Cat771]

[hmmm how about paris? - also - the colours in that picture are probably for her 1p - but since im making the 2p - her colours will be darker and more ... ominous/ is that the word?]

The young girl shivered in pain now, sobbing softly, trying to quiet her voice due to all the shouting voices. She retracted back to the far side of her cell, squeaking in fear as she heard the voices of the 2p's, knowing they weren't the countries she knew, because they were much too different from the one's she knew and sounded like. She stayed close to the wall, now gazing out toward the bars, seeing the dark shadows stretch down the hall, even if such dim flickering lighting.

[katie;]

(( Piiiiiiiiins you should bring in Allen soooooooon ;w; *shot* ))

Soon after she identified the voices of Alfred, Flavio and Sisia, Charlotte also recognized the voices of Yao and Ella as well. God, how many of them had actually been captured? If there were already at least four of them here right now - five, if she included Elizabeth, who she hadn't heard anything from quite yet - think of how many more nations were either being drugged and brought here or already in a cell this very moment. It seemed as if the 2Ps were succeeding in their plans to take over their dimension so far, and if they kept gaining progress like they were right now, there was absolutely no chance for herself and the other nations. Now that they had been captured, what the hell were they going to do to them? Were they going to... torture them or something? There was no way that she could survive a single second of that without completely breaking. As she thought about that possibility, her hand moved to her arm as she touched the bruises littered all over her pale skin. Listening to Alfred, her breath caught in her throat as she heard him punch the metal bars separating them from each other and the outside world, hearing him hiss in pain and curse at himself. Feeling a few more tears roll down her cheeks, she shook her head, despite the fact that he probably couldn't see her. As she did so, her light brown hair swooshed back and forth before finally draping over her shoulders once again. "I-I... I'm okay, Alfred, but... Jesus, I'm scared," she whimpered quietly. Even though she found comfort in the fact that her 'boss' was in here as well and he was one of the people she relied on all the time, she thought about how him being caged up in here would affect the outside world. If he was here, then his counterpart must have done this to him. Now, even though she had never met Allen, he had been described to her, and the mere thought of him made her want to cry. What would he do if he met her? She didn't like to think about it, since everything seemed to end... badly in her mind when she did. Wiping away her tears once again, she looked around. "Ella, you're here, too?" she asked, feeling like she was speaking to the darkness and nothing else, since she couldn't see anyone.

[.Yin.]

Yao Wang;;
The old nation shook his head, wandering to the back of his cell. There he sat on the cold damp floor, listening to the crazed Italian laugh just outside his bars. 'How did I get into this mess?' He wondered to himself. He listened to the faint words. Every now and then he could make one out. Though he didn't really care about the others conversation. When he heard Alfred punch the bars he simple rolled his eyes. "So stupid..." He mumbled under his breath. His shut his eyes for a moment, blocking all the noises out. He decided to instead focus on his surrounding area. There was a rusty, old, and rather filthy toilet in one corner. No sink. There was a wooden bed in the other side that seemed to mattress-less. And pillow-less for that matter. He squinted in the darkness, peering at the floor. A rusty drain was in the middle. The ground was cracked and dusty. And was that a rat that just shot past? Or a large cockroach? He soon made out an old stain on the cemented floor. He decided, from its look and its very peculiar odor, that it was blood. Yao looked up and started listening to the outside voices once more. He heard footsteps as Flavio moved over to Alfreds cage. "You are being so un-fabulous. Behave or be punished." It almost sounded like the Italian was quoting somebody, reciting words that had been spoken numerous times to him.

{ Ayyyy, laptops back, pfft. Mmmm, I was wondering if you guys want cellmates? I can post them up on the front if you'd like }

[Black-Cat771]

The young girl's head shot up and she once again attempted to reach the bar's, only collapsing onto her stomach once again. 'p-please! don't hurt Alfred!" she sobbed. So far, the man was the only real close friend she had, as she never met any of his states, nor that Pennsylvania girl - and she didn't really hang out much with China to really call him a friend yet. She would do anything to protect Alfred, and whoever else she was close too, including if it meant going through hell and back for them.

[EllaAniMine]

"Mhm, yeah Charlotte... I'm here." Ella responded brokenly. She cringed when a sharp loud noise permeated the air.

Strolling down the row dragging a bottle against the bars Luciano scowled. He stopped in front of Alfred's cell and looked at him for a few moments, ignoring his brother. "You like making a fuss, huh?" It was a malicious whisper, filled and dripping with malicious intent. Silence passed, much to slowly, and in a flash the glass shattered against the wall. "I don't like troublemakers. It makes my job a lot harder. So why don't you be quiet, before I do something that'll make you."