ITP: Cold War.

[me_fuckyeah]

[There are two girls in the center of Camp. One is laughing cheerfully, the other is looking very. Aggressive.

Ah, young love.

And UST. Or gas. Your pick.

These two just can NEVER seem to get along when they meet!

Do you investigate?]

(ooc; Okay, America is getting threaddroppy. Ping me on IRC under Lady^Liberty if you still want to do our

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[sillyrabitricks]

Oh my GOD.

[in_sovietme]

Yes?

[sillyrabitricks]

*I INSTINCTIVELY DISTRUST RUSSIA. ...BUT NOW HE HAS BOOBS. AND I HAVE A HISTORY OF VERY BAD LIFE CHOICES REGARDING EVIL WOMEN. ...........FUCK*

Hey!!

[in_sovietme]

[...America works fast :\]

You can't be swayed by her so easily, comrade!

[I am totally touching you]

[sillyrabitricks]

Ah...w..well you have your own. Beauty! I prefer long hair, afterall!

[in_sovietme]

Uwa~ thank you, comrade~!

[Russia boobsquish ogod]

[sillyrabitricks]

...

*is as red as his hair*

no problem

[in_sovietme]

Ah, I don't think I ever caught your name, comrade.

[... squish, squish]

[sillyrabitricks]

Uhm. Uhm.

Hang on.

*ganks away, ohm nom nom cantalope slice*

[sillyrabitricks]

[sillyrabitricks]

*...HAS NOT BEEN TO RUSSIA YET. MY FEAR IS NOT HERE*

Oh. I'm at camp again. Tch.

[in_sovietme]

[w...what. I guess that's one way of avoiding badtouch]

Oh! Um... hello.

[sillyrabitricks]

Hello. Who are you? I don't recognize you. And I remember faces very well.

[in_sovietme]

You've been here before, yes? I've ah... met the older you. Does that make sense?

[sillyrabitricks]

Someone explained it to me last time.

I think I grow up stupid, though. Into a very bad Bookman. That's why that older me is alone, I'm sure.

[in_sovietme]

Um, you were very nice, little one. Although I'd only me you a few times. I don't even know your name.