God Himself Could Not Sink This Ship [Voice]
[The sound comes on by accident. The computer jostled as Russia moves furniture up against the door. Barricading it against the knives. His sister. His sister. And she'll be here. And he tried to hide before, but then Prussia said something, something with that stupid sneer he always has, and Russia--Russia just wanted to wipe it off. For a moment. And now he's not bleeding anymore, but his coat is still stained. But he's breathing heavily. There's words being said in incoherent Russian. Loud, incoherent Russian. Shaking, incoherent Russian. Even Ivan doesn't know what he's saying anymore. What he means to say. Until a minute passes, maybe more. When the shuffling stops. When the sounds of large cabinets being shifted stops. When the incoherent, angry, shattered Russian shifts into something resembling English.]
Go home. Go home. Go home. Go home. You're all going to leave so just go home, go home already, everyone go home. You all think--you all think. Think. All of you think so damn much, think you're all smarter than me, that I'm stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not--I'm going to stay, I'm going to stay and all of you are going to leave leave leave so just go home. I'm going to, I swear I'm going to, oh, oh, oh, I'm going to make everyone stay. Stay. Just stay. No leaving. No more leaving. No, no no. No more. I'm not. No more. Everyone with everyone. Everyone with me. Everyone, everyone, but you don't want to stay, so why don't you just leave--
[It switches back to incoherent Russian at this point. Maybe the computer did it. Who knows? Does it matter? Then the computer shifts again, and the sound stops. Static again. Silence.]
(OOC: So. Russia's having three separate freak outs at roughly the same time. Not a good day for him. Just a warning, Russia's crazy level is about a ten right now, so thread with him at your own risk.))
Go home. Go home. Go home. Go home. You're all going to leave so just go home, go home already, everyone go home. You all think--you all think. Think. All of you think so damn much, think you're all smarter than me, that I'm stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not--I'm going to stay, I'm going to stay and all of you are going to leave leave leave so just go home. I'm going to, I swear I'm going to, oh, oh, oh, I'm going to make everyone stay. Stay. Just stay. No leaving. No more leaving. No, no no. No more. I'm not. No more. Everyone with everyone. Everyone with me. Everyone, everyone, but you don't want to stay, so why don't you just leave--
[It switches back to incoherent Russian at this point. Maybe the computer did it. Who knows? Does it matter? Then the computer shifts again, and the sound stops. Static again. Silence.]
(OOC: So. Russia's having three separate freak outs at roughly the same time. Not a good day for him. Just a warning, Russia's crazy level is about a ten right now, so thread with him at your own risk.))