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Roleplay 1
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“Okaaay~” Antarctica sang, thanking him and skipping out the door. On the third floor was the giant freezer, and she stepped in, still wearing shorts and a tank top, with her coat on her shoulders, and let the door shut behind her. She didn’t bother to see if anyone had been watching.
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Canada sighed and stretched out on his bed, and placed a hand over his eyes, yawning. The lanky man sunk into sleep before he realised that he was tired. Soon he was snoozing away on his bed, forgetting about the small girl that was running around with his key card.
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Antarctica sank down in relief, finally comfortable. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stay in the freezer until winter, but hoped that with some ice and a lot of time in cold places, she would be able to keep this form. (she is adult) She stepped out with a bag of ice, kept cold by her presence.(the air literally gets colder around her) She pulled on her coat and shoved the bag of ice in one of its pockets, moving on to explore.
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Canada slept on, dead to the world, still in his swimming trunks. His bare chest was littered with scars of war, he shifted and curled up on his side and sighed in his sleep.
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Satisfied with what she had seen, Antarctica stole back into the room, hearing soft snoring from within. Canada was fast asleep, and the years seemed to drop away from him.
He’s my age… I don’t even have as many scars as him, and my dad’s a psycho… I wonder what happened…Antarctica silently grabbed his book and leaned against the wall, attempting to read it.
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The Canadian twitched slightly, but stayed asleep, curled up. His jet-lag was catching up to him, just swell for him, isn’t it?
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Antarctica froze, seeing Canada twitch, but continued trying to read stupid french when she realized he was still sleeping. Growing bored with trying to figure out what it said, she moved the balcony, where she could see people finally at the beach. They all looked either boring, annoying, or both, so she decided to stay in Canada’s room.(forgetting that it could possibly be traumatizing if canada wakes up and sees her like this)
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Canada twitches again at the movement and woke up slowly, he saw a unfamiliar female adult in him room. He bolted up,”Who the fuck are you?!”
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“AAAAAH IT’S ME I SWEAR!!!” Antarctica shrieked, instinctively grabbing her gun but just barely stopping herself from pointing it at him. He had spooked her,and her senses had been thrown into high alert,sending her into defense mode.
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Canada’s eyes flickered over her,”Antarctica?” His voice was doubtful,”..You where a child, how are you an adult?” His past war instincts flared up, but he forced them down, shit, this made no sense to him.
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“well……iwasneveractuallyakidandonceifinallycooleddownenoughirevertedtomyactualageandkindaforgotitbutwellnowyouknowsopleasedon’tmakemehurtyou,” she said in a rush, raising her hands in the air.
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Canada nodded, understanding what she just said, he grinned slyly,”Who said you can hurt me, and if you done with my key card, I need that back.” He yawned, “You interrupted my nap,eh. My jet-lag still hasn’t finished, so if you excuseok me.” The Canadian slumped back down and he was back asleep.
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Antarctica stood in shock. She had honestly been expecting a fight of some kind, but this guy had just accepted it! She was pretty sure he was some kind of idiot, though, because he had just passed out in front of a girl with a gun.
“Okay…” she muttered, neither surrendering up the key card nor leaving. Instead, she shrugged and curled up on the sofa, also falling asleep. -
A few hours later Canada opened his purple eyes, and sat up on his bed. He looked out the window to still see the sun blazing high in the sky. He looked down and grunted at his bare chest, standing up, he walked to his suitcase and pulled out a hoodie, which he slipped on. The man glanced at the sleeping women and grabbed his book and settled back on his bed to read.
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“You will never escape…. it is your destiny to destroy them….”
Her father’s voice was all around her, weaving through the carnage she had created. The other countries lay around her, and it was her hands with blood on them. “When the time comes, you will take all of their places…. Antarctica screamed, and felt knives slicing across her arms.Antarctica’s whole body tensed, and a slight whimper escaped her lips. Tears leaked from the sides of her eyes, but she wasn’t awake.