[video]
[The video clicks on--obviously Stan was trying to make a voice post and hit the video button on accident, because no way would he be caught dead looking like he does now: reddened eyes, messy hair, basically looking like shit--and, of course, Stan starts yelling.]
STOP KILLING MY EMPIRE YOU ASSHOLES.
THIS IS LIKE THE SECOND TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED. I KNOW HE'S INFURIATING AND WORTHLESS AND...
[Stan trails off. The communicator drops to his side and he turns. Half of the screen is cut off by his pants leg, but Prussia's corpse can clearly be seen right next to him. The country's more carved up than a turkey. Stan continues his rant, but the anger in his voice is duller.]
And you did it all wrong too. Look at that. You're supposed to light his cities on fire, salt the earth and make his people starve. What a cheap way to die for an empire. Everyone keeps saying you dissolve in years, and I don't doubt that's because you're a friggin' tard who won't have two-level cities, but this? This wasn't dignified at all!
[He sighs.]
God you're a disappointment.
[He lifts up the communicator again. His face would be more terrifying if he didn't look distraught. Oh, but don't worry, there's plenty of rage in his voice.]
I SWEAR TO WHATEVER GOD YOU INSIGNIFICANT MORTALS BELIEVE IN, I WILL KILL THE NEXT PERSON WHO EVEN THINKS OF STABBING HIM.
HE'S MY EMPIRE, I'M THE ONE WHO GETS TO DECIDE IF HE'S DESTROYED OR NOT. I'M THE ONE WHO GETS TO END HIM!! First of all, I'm his Evil King, and therefore I HAVE DIBS ON HIS DEATH. NOT ANY OF YOU PATHETIC PSYCHOPATHS WITH KNIVES. HOW IS THAT EVEN REMOTELY SCARY? IT'S JUST ANNOYING. LOOK AT THIS. LOOK! HIS INTESTINES AREN'T EVEN SPLAYED ALL OVER THE GROUND!! THIS ISN'T EVIL, THIS IS INCONVENIENCING ME!!! ONE OF YOU BASTARDS OWES ME THE DAY OF MANUAL LABOR AND MASTERFUL RULING OVER A COUNTRY THAT I WAS DENIED.
[He looks absolutely disgusted... then a brief flicker of surprise when he realizes that it's video. He mutters a curse, fumbling to try to get it back to audio. Then he stops. Better idea. He grins and sets it down carefully, focused on Prussia's corpse. His arms shift into their shadow form, plunge into the body to lift it up and...
Stan starts moving Prussia's body back and forth to make it dance like a ragdoll. What. The body's head lolls back and forth, limp limbs swaying with the movement.]
HAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU DIED WITH NO DIGNITY!
[Stan continues this nonsense for a full minute, laughing and insulting Prussia in both English and German. Look closely though, and you'll notice that his cheeks are a little wet and there's water in his eyes. He stops abruptly, one of the hands reaching out of the corpse and changing back into a normal hand to touch his face. Stan looks pretty shocked, and slightly worried.]
What the... my face is leaking! I must have anthrax! Damn, where's a healing--
[He looks up, away from the camera.]
You? Prussia's soldier, or whatever you are--?
[The post cuts out as Fin arrives on the scene. Yes. He is still holding the corpse upright. Have fun with that.]
[ooc: Quick note that I forgot, permission received from Linda to do this! Prussia will be revived when she gets off hiatus.]
STOP KILLING MY EMPIRE YOU ASSHOLES.
THIS IS LIKE THE SECOND TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED. I KNOW HE'S INFURIATING AND WORTHLESS AND...
[Stan trails off. The communicator drops to his side and he turns. Half of the screen is cut off by his pants leg, but Prussia's corpse can clearly be seen right next to him. The country's more carved up than a turkey. Stan continues his rant, but the anger in his voice is duller.]
And you did it all wrong too. Look at that. You're supposed to light his cities on fire, salt the earth and make his people starve. What a cheap way to die for an empire. Everyone keeps saying you dissolve in years, and I don't doubt that's because you're a friggin' tard who won't have two-level cities, but this? This wasn't dignified at all!
[He sighs.]
God you're a disappointment.
[He lifts up the communicator again. His face would be more terrifying if he didn't look distraught. Oh, but don't worry, there's plenty of rage in his voice.]
I SWEAR TO WHATEVER GOD YOU INSIGNIFICANT MORTALS BELIEVE IN, I WILL KILL THE NEXT PERSON WHO EVEN THINKS OF STABBING HIM.
HE'S MY EMPIRE, I'M THE ONE WHO GETS TO DECIDE IF HE'S DESTROYED OR NOT. I'M THE ONE WHO GETS TO END HIM!! First of all, I'm his Evil King, and therefore I HAVE DIBS ON HIS DEATH. NOT ANY OF YOU PATHETIC PSYCHOPATHS WITH KNIVES. HOW IS THAT EVEN REMOTELY SCARY? IT'S JUST ANNOYING. LOOK AT THIS. LOOK! HIS INTESTINES AREN'T EVEN SPLAYED ALL OVER THE GROUND!! THIS ISN'T EVIL, THIS IS INCONVENIENCING ME!!! ONE OF YOU BASTARDS OWES ME THE DAY OF MANUAL LABOR AND MASTERFUL RULING OVER A COUNTRY THAT I WAS DENIED.
[He looks absolutely disgusted... then a brief flicker of surprise when he realizes that it's video. He mutters a curse, fumbling to try to get it back to audio. Then he stops. Better idea. He grins and sets it down carefully, focused on Prussia's corpse. His arms shift into their shadow form, plunge into the body to lift it up and...
Stan starts moving Prussia's body back and forth to make it dance like a ragdoll. What. The body's head lolls back and forth, limp limbs swaying with the movement.]
HAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU DIED WITH NO DIGNITY!
[Stan continues this nonsense for a full minute, laughing and insulting Prussia in both English and German. Look closely though, and you'll notice that his cheeks are a little wet and there's water in his eyes. He stops abruptly, one of the hands reaching out of the corpse and changing back into a normal hand to touch his face. Stan looks pretty shocked, and slightly worried.]
What the... my face is leaking! I must have anthrax! Damn, where's a healing--
[He looks up, away from the camera.]
You? Prussia's soldier, or whatever you are--?
[The post cuts out as Fin arrives on the scene. Yes. He is still holding the corpse upright. Have fun with that.]
[ooc: Quick note that I forgot, permission received from Linda to do this! Prussia will be revived when she gets off hiatus.]