[Sitting around in her mansion, Austria appears to be in a veritable fugue of disaffection. The curtains are mainly closed, things are slightly dusty, and the staff are not around. She's slept in the day and idly plucked away at the keys by night, subsisting on white wine and fancy desserts, because right now she cannot be bothered with Real Life. When one is irritated and strangely sad, the best course of action is to retreat, you know.]
[But it's not like she's depressed or anything. This is just what artists do. D-don't think you had anything to do with it...!]
Re: danke mod!derersteNovember 18 2011, 00:44:17 UTC
[watching you from the window, jesus fucking christ you are such a drama queen]
[it wasn't even that big a deal!!]
...
...[Gah. This sucks. The only reason he's here is because he feels bad Male you!! He just doesn't want to get punished for something like this! Yeah!! This is a FORCED apology. SOMETHING OF CONVENIENCE!! only not. No way he actually cares about how you feel! No way!!]
...[grr]
[stands up from your garden and makes his way to the door. Carrying a small bag]
[kno--no wait, stuffs the bag into his shirt]
[knoc--no wait, what is he doing, you'll just ignore the door if you know it's him]
[FLINGS THAT BITCH OPEN]
OOOOOOOOOOIII!! Fake princess!! [BRB ENTERING YOUR HOME. HI, HOPE YOU'RE DRESSED IN PROPER CLOTHING]
Re: danke mod!derersteNovember 18 2011, 00:59:55 UTC
Kesessese! I heard that "wh-" noise! Come greet me at the door or I'm coming in!!
[Waits for a reply!! BUT GETS NONE 'CAUSE YOU'RE PRETENDING LIKE NO ONE'S HOME WHOOPS. TOO BAD FOR PRUSSIA HE COULD ONLY SEE HER FROM THE SHOULDERS UP FROM A TINY SLIT IN THE WINDOW. BOY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE IS WALKING INTO]
OOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! COME OUT! I SAW YOU AND I HEARD YOU!! FREAKING RUDE NOT TO GREET A GUES--[BAM!]
GAAAAAAAAAAAAH! OW! CHRIST--WH-WHY IS IT SO FUCKING DARK IN HERE?! [SLAMMED HIS HEAD AGAINST SOMETHING BRB STOMPING AROUND IN YOUR HALLWAY. TURNING ON FUCKING LIGHTS, THIS ISN'T THE DARK AGE. CLATTER CLATTER THINGS FALLING EVERYWHERE]
PRINCEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!! COME OUT!! [STORMING TO THE ROOM YOU'RE IN]
Re: danke mod!fraustriaNovember 18 2011, 01:06:52 UTC
[ahhhhh fuck fuck fuck why are you here why are you stomping around what are you breaking, you cloven-footed oaf]
[what doooo she wants to scream at you for your boundless idiocy but...but...ahhh]
[just shrinks further down behind the couch as you approach- clapping a hand over her mouth as you burst in to stop her squeak escaping. the room is dim, messy, full of empty wine bottles, chocolate boxes, chick flick kinda dvds and erotic novels. DEN OF WOMANLINESS. SMELLS LIKE ALCOHOL AND PERFUME.]
[all he needs is a bloody axe and this would be a horror movie!]
...
...[takes in the room, rubbing his head. Sweeps his eyes around the mess, the chocolate, EROTIC NOVELS, everything]
Gross. [GETTING A HEADACHE FROM THE SMELL]
She's a closeted slob just like Specs! Geesh! [TWITCH TWITCH wants to clean everything up]
C'mon, Lottie! I freaking came all the way here! Where are y--[Crossing the room to the doors on the other side. Passes by the couch and stops. THE STENCH OF WOMAN IS STRONGER HERE]
Re: danke mod!derersteNovember 18 2011, 01:31:27 UTC
...
...[JUMPS SUDDENLY ON THE COUCH, STANDING ON IT. WITH HIS SHOES STILL ON]
KESESESESESESE!!! FOUND YOU!! OI!! YOU STINK! [YES, PRUSSIA. GREET THE PERSON YOU ARE TRYING TO APOLOGIZE TO LIKE THAT. THAT WORKS. THAT'LL GET YOU ON HER GOOD SIDE FOR SURE]
Re: danke mod!fraustriaNovember 18 2011, 01:37:27 UTC
[IT ALREADY IS ONE]
[shrinking, shrinking, covering her mouth- please just walk through and go somewhere else without noticing her...! though she bristles at 'closeted slob', hdu]
[a-about to try crawling away while you're looking around, in fact she's mid crawl when OOF, the couch is rocked towards her by your despicable treatment of it]
[POPS HER HEAD UP IMMEDIATELY. on her knees half dressed and frazzled. intimidating, isn't it.]
That is Baroque embroidery you have your gigantic feet all over!
Re: danke mod!derersteNovember 18 2011, 01:52:30 UTC
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! WHERE THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOUR PANTS?!
[COVERING HIS EYES AHHH AHHH AHHH JESUS CHRIST IT BURNS. THE CURVES BURN, FUCK HIM NOT BEING A KNIGHT ANYMROE, THIS IS A SIN THIS IS A SIN]
CO-COVER YOURSE--[TRIES TO SCRAMBLE OFF THE COUCH BUT STUMBLES AND ENDS UP FALLING BACK ON HIS BUTT WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE IT IS STILL RAW FROM 2P BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF IT, GDI ALL YOU BRING IS BADLUCK IT'S LIKE YOU'RE A WITCH]
[scrambling to her feet, tugging her shirt as tightly around her and as far down as it will go- you know, at this point you are probably more embarrassed than she is, huh]
Re: danke mod!fraustriaNovember 18 2011, 01:57:37 UTC
[draws herself up, hmph]
I happen to be in my own home, and undisturbed up to this unfortunate point. Now what are you doing here?
[imperious tone! which is hampered slightly by her dress, her red face and her shaking legs. AND YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ASS. THE ASS THAT SUFFERS IS AN ASS THAT LEARNS.]
Re: danke mod!derersteNovember 18 2011, 02:09:31 UTC
[FUCK YOU. HE MAY HAVE DESERVED IT BUT HIS ASS DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG GDI. RECOVERS HIS COMPOSURE. With the couch in the way he isn't distracted by your leggssssssssssssssssssss and assssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss]
For something!! [NO SCRATCH THAT, CAN'T LOOK YOU IN THE FACE JUST YET. All he can think about is CURRRVEESSSSSSSSSSSS now]
I was--the cool me was--[CURRRRRRRRRRVEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS]
I--[CURVES]
...
...[CURVESCURVESCURVESCURVES]
GOD DAMN IT!! [TURNS AWAY FROM YOU COMPLETELY, HAVE HIS BACK]
[But it's not like she's depressed or anything. This is just what artists do. D-don't think you had anything to do with it...!]
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[it wasn't even that big a deal!!]
...
...[Gah. This sucks. The only reason he's here is because he feels bad Male you!! He just doesn't want to get punished for something like this! Yeah!! This is a FORCED apology. SOMETHING OF CONVENIENCE!! only not. No way he actually cares about how you feel! No way!!]
...[grr]
[stands up from your garden and makes his way to the door. Carrying a small bag]
[kno--no wait, stuffs the bag into his shirt]
[knoc--no wait, what is he doing, you'll just ignore the door if you know it's him]
[FLINGS THAT BITCH OPEN]
OOOOOOOOOOIII!! Fake princess!! [BRB ENTERING YOUR HOME. HI, HOPE YOU'RE DRESSED IN PROPER CLOTHING]
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Wh- [eep. NO, NO, SHE ISN'T ACTUALLY it is the middle of the afternoon! this is man's shirt and panties time! what is wrong with you?!]
[f-flops over the back of the couch and hides!! no one's home go away!!]
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[Waits for a reply!! BUT GETS NONE 'CAUSE YOU'RE PRETENDING LIKE NO ONE'S HOME WHOOPS. TOO BAD FOR PRUSSIA HE COULD ONLY SEE HER FROM THE SHOULDERS UP FROM A TINY SLIT IN THE WINDOW. BOY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE IS WALKING INTO]
OOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! COME OUT! I SAW YOU AND I HEARD YOU!! FREAKING RUDE NOT TO GREET A GUES--[BAM!]
GAAAAAAAAAAAAH! OW! CHRIST--WH-WHY IS IT SO FUCKING DARK IN HERE?! [SLAMMED HIS HEAD AGAINST SOMETHING BRB STOMPING AROUND IN YOUR HALLWAY. TURNING ON FUCKING LIGHTS, THIS ISN'T THE DARK AGE. CLATTER CLATTER THINGS FALLING EVERYWHERE]
PRINCEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!! COME OUT!! [STORMING TO THE ROOM YOU'RE IN]
[BURSTS IN]
I WANNA TALK TO YOU!!
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[what doooo she wants to scream at you for your boundless idiocy but...but...ahhh]
[just shrinks further down behind the couch as you approach- clapping a hand over her mouth as you burst in to stop her squeak escaping. the room is dim, messy, full of empty wine bottles, chocolate boxes, chick flick kinda dvds and erotic novels. DEN OF WOMANLINESS. SMELLS LIKE ALCOHOL AND PERFUME.]
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...[takes in the room, rubbing his head. Sweeps his eyes around the mess, the chocolate, EROTIC NOVELS, everything]
Gross. [GETTING A HEADACHE FROM THE SMELL]
She's a closeted slob just like Specs! Geesh! [TWITCH TWITCH wants to clean everything up]
C'mon, Lottie! I freaking came all the way here! Where are y--[Crossing the room to the doors on the other side. Passes by the couch and stops. THE STENCH OF WOMAN IS STRONGER HERE]
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...[JUMPS SUDDENLY ON THE COUCH, STANDING ON IT. WITH HIS SHOES STILL ON]
KESESESESESESE!!! FOUND YOU!! OI!! YOU STINK! [YES, PRUSSIA. GREET THE PERSON YOU ARE TRYING TO APOLOGIZE TO LIKE THAT. THAT WORKS. THAT'LL GET YOU ON HER GOOD SIDE FOR SURE]
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[shrinking, shrinking, covering her mouth- please just walk through and go somewhere else without noticing her...! though she bristles at 'closeted slob', hdu]
[a-about to try crawling away while you're looking around, in fact she's mid crawl when OOF, the couch is rocked towards her by your despicable treatment of it]
[POPS HER HEAD UP IMMEDIATELY. on her knees half dressed and frazzled. intimidating, isn't it.]
That is Baroque embroidery you have your gigantic feet all over!
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Wh--[his turn to make squeaks]
WH--WH--[srsly he is as pale as snow, you are about to see him turn Romano's color. GETTING. SO. UNBELIEVABLY. RED.]
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[COVERING HIS EYES AHHH AHHH AHHH JESUS CHRIST IT BURNS. THE CURVES BURN, FUCK HIM NOT BEING A KNIGHT ANYMROE, THIS IS A SIN THIS IS A SIN]
CO-COVER YOURSE--[TRIES TO SCRAMBLE OFF THE COUCH BUT STUMBLES AND ENDS UP FALLING BACK ON HIS BUTT WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE IT IS STILL RAW FROM 2P BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF IT, GDI ALL YOU BRING IS BADLUCK IT'S LIKE YOU'RE A WITCH]
--OWWW!!!
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[oops]
[scrambling to her feet, tugging her shirt as tightly around her and as far down as it will go- you know, at this point you are probably more embarrassed than she is, huh]
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I happen to be in my own home, and undisturbed up to this unfortunate point. Now what are you doing here?
[imperious tone! which is hampered slightly by her dress, her red face and her shaking legs. AND YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ASS. THE ASS THAT SUFFERS IS AN ASS THAT LEARNS.]
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For something!! [NO SCRATCH THAT, CAN'T LOOK YOU IN THE FACE JUST YET. All he can think about is CURRRVEESSSSSSSSSSSS now]
I was--the cool me was--[CURRRRRRRRRRVEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS]
I--[CURVES]
...
...[CURVESCURVESCURVESCURVES]
GOD DAMN IT!! [TURNS AWAY FROM YOU COMPLETELY, HAVE HIS BACK]
The cool me to--I came too--[GRR]
...tomakeupfortheotherdayI'msorryaboutit!! [mumblemumble]
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Spit it out, man. Tsk. ...?
[narrows her eyes at you...r back. huh?]
Beg pardon?
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...forcallingyouthat!Y'know!! [NOT GONNA ADMIT HIS CRIMES OUTLOUD. YOU KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKINGBOUT]
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[flops on to the couch. pulls a big squishy pillow into her lap to hug it and hide behind it a bit.]
What else are you sorry for? [come on man she needs more than that]
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