Re: Germany/Prussia - Dead Space
anonymous
February 1 2011, 02:43:59 UTC
I must fill this... x'DD I know nothing about Dead Space except that it's supposed to be a scary game, so forgive me if I do something wrong. -SHOT-
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"Can you please turn that down?"
"Whaaatt? Why?! Aahhaha!" Gilbert turned back to the screen, grinning. The ground vibrated slightly with the loud attacks from aliens. Ludwig, on the other hand was slightly freaked out. Oh yes! The great Ludwig was completely terrified. His older brother found it incredibly funny to attack the first scary thing in site as Ludwig kept complaining.
The blond German grumbled and stood up. Three straight hours of this since almost the moment they finished opening presents from friends was insane and Ludwig had nothing else to do because, well, he just didn't. Gilbert tore his eyes away from the screen for a moment, raising an eyebrow.
"Is the game to scary for little Ludwig?" he teased.
Ludwig stared blankly at Gilbert. He turned around and headed for the kitchen, startled by the sudden silence. Then the whole house exploded in very loud shooting and groaning from aliens, and that's when Ludwig lost it (actually, he nearly jumped five feet in the air).
"Turn it off!" he snapped. "I'll unplug the damn thing!"
A book was chucked at his head. "Come ON! Have you EVER played a video game?"
"Yes-"
"Other than Kinectimals?"
"That was with Feliciano!" Ludwig growled and walked over to the plug. He stooped down and reached for it, but a quiet chirping behind him startled him and he instead forced down a bookcase when he jumped against it. Gilbert laughed so hard that he nearly fell off the couch. Gilbird landed on his head and cheeped innocently.
Between bouts of laughter, Gilbert managed to say, "Not afraid, eh?!" He took a few gasping breaths and pressed the start button on his controller. "Ludwig, brother, that is stu- YOU SHUT IT OFF!"
Ludwig twirled the cord in his hand. "Actually, I think that was just the TV, so you better pause it now and turn it off when it's on."
He huffed. No way was he going to let his brother do that! Gilbert paused his game and stood up, stomping over to Ludwig. "Why are you so afraid of it anyway?!" he snapped and placed his hands on his hips, leaning forward a little bit so his face was closer to his brother's. "It's just a game- not real!"
"Who said I was afraid of it?!"
"Yer pale," Gilbert deadpanned.
"I'm always pale," Ludwig countered.
"Not THIS pale!"
Ludwig glared at Gilbert as he pushed past and went straight to the kitchen. He face palmed when he noticed a huge mess all over his counters. Behind him, Gilbert was trying to plug the TV in and was swearing when he got electrocuted. Ludwig turned back to the mess and began to clean up. He felt...different. Like someone was watching him. His eyes narrowed and he looked over his shoulder except no one was there. Frowning, he turned back to dried pancake batter, then something jumped out at him and began making screaming noises like the aliens. Ludwig slumped against the counter, totally freaked out, his heart beating fast.
"GILBERT!" he exclaimed.
Insane giggling filled the air. "I'm sorry, bud, but I SO had to do that!" Gilbert grabbed him in a headlock and laughed. "ADMIT it, West! You're scared!"
Re: Germany/Prussia - Dead Space
anonymous
February 1 2011, 02:45:05 UTC
The whole rest of the day was filled nothing but terrifying poor Ludwig. Wherever he went, something jumped out at him. He should have been used to it by now, but when Gilbert turned on his game again, this paranoia started up again. Just when he was about to sit down and eat some wurst for dinner, it started up. There was a cutscene on Gilbert's game, so it was sort of quiet. Just a bunch of talking. The young man let out a sigh of relief and began to eat. Nothing out of the ordinary, right?
But there was a shadow down the hall. Ludwig glared at it for a moment. In the living room, he heard the game going, so there wasn't anything weird there. So what was the shadow...?
He stood up and walked over to the door. The shadow darted away. Ludwig's breath caught in his throat and he began to pale.
"W-who's there?!" he demanded.
Groaning filled the air. Ludwig backed up, reaching for anything that he could use to bash skulls with. There was nothing, though, and all his randomly placed items seemed to have disappeared; that's right, he was cleaning the kitchen earlier. He glanced around and turned back to the kitchen. Something jumped out from behind him and grabbed him, almost making him faint.
"It's only meeeeeeee-" a demon-like voice said. It wavered for a moment, and Ludwig's eyes narrowed. Gilbert began coughing from using a fake voice and had to lean against to wall to keep himself from falling. Ludwig put his hands on his knees and took many deep breaths.
"Don't. Freaking. DO THAT!" Ludwig snapped. "STOP!"
Gilbert hugged Ludwig. "Ah, but it's so fun!" he said.
"Wait. Who's playing the game...?" Ludwig asked, voice cracking.
The brothers looked at each other and slowly headed for the door. Gilbert, being the awesome big brother he was, threw open the door to the living room. Gilbird chirped in distress when his owner jumped him, flapping away to the safety of a really tall bookshelf.
"This game..." Ludwig said slowly, "is banned in my house."
I know nothing about Dead Space except that it's supposed to be a scary game, so forgive me if I do something wrong. -SHOT-
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"Can you please turn that down?"
"Whaaatt? Why?! Aahhaha!" Gilbert turned back to the screen, grinning. The ground vibrated slightly with the loud attacks from aliens. Ludwig, on the other hand was slightly freaked out. Oh yes! The great Ludwig was completely terrified. His older brother found it incredibly funny to attack the first scary thing in site as Ludwig kept complaining.
The blond German grumbled and stood up. Three straight hours of this since almost the moment they finished opening presents from friends was insane and Ludwig had nothing else to do because, well, he just didn't. Gilbert tore his eyes away from the screen for a moment, raising an eyebrow.
"Is the game to scary for little Ludwig?" he teased.
"No! It's just too loud."
Gilbert laughed loudly. "Dude, it's not 'too loud'! It's perfect level! It's amazing!"
Ludwig stared blankly at Gilbert. He turned around and headed for the kitchen, startled by the sudden silence. Then the whole house exploded in very loud shooting and groaning from aliens, and that's when Ludwig lost it (actually, he nearly jumped five feet in the air).
"Turn it off!" he snapped. "I'll unplug the damn thing!"
A book was chucked at his head. "Come ON! Have you EVER played a video game?"
"Yes-"
"Other than Kinectimals?"
"That was with Feliciano!" Ludwig growled and walked over to the plug. He stooped down and reached for it, but a quiet chirping behind him startled him and he instead forced down a bookcase when he jumped against it. Gilbert laughed so hard that he nearly fell off the couch. Gilbird landed on his head and cheeped innocently.
Between bouts of laughter, Gilbert managed to say, "Not afraid, eh?!" He took a few gasping breaths and pressed the start button on his controller. "Ludwig, brother, that is stu- YOU SHUT IT OFF!"
Ludwig twirled the cord in his hand. "Actually, I think that was just the TV, so you better pause it now and turn it off when it's on."
He huffed. No way was he going to let his brother do that! Gilbert paused his game and stood up, stomping over to Ludwig. "Why are you so afraid of it anyway?!" he snapped and placed his hands on his hips, leaning forward a little bit so his face was closer to his brother's. "It's just a game- not real!"
"Who said I was afraid of it?!"
"Yer pale," Gilbert deadpanned.
"I'm always pale," Ludwig countered.
"Not THIS pale!"
Ludwig glared at Gilbert as he pushed past and went straight to the kitchen. He face palmed when he noticed a huge mess all over his counters. Behind him, Gilbert was trying to plug the TV in and was swearing when he got electrocuted. Ludwig turned back to the mess and began to clean up. He felt...different. Like someone was watching him. His eyes narrowed and he looked over his shoulder except no one was there. Frowning, he turned back to dried pancake batter, then something jumped out at him and began making screaming noises like the aliens. Ludwig slumped against the counter, totally freaked out, his heart beating fast.
"GILBERT!" he exclaimed.
Insane giggling filled the air. "I'm sorry, bud, but I SO had to do that!" Gilbert grabbed him in a headlock and laughed. "ADMIT it, West! You're scared!"
"Fine! Just stop DOING that!"
"Alriggggghhhhhuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmuuuuuhhhnnnnnnnnnnnn-"
Ludwig slapped Gilbert upside the head.
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But there was a shadow down the hall. Ludwig glared at it for a moment. In the living room, he heard the game going, so there wasn't anything weird there. So what was the shadow...?
He stood up and walked over to the door. The shadow darted away. Ludwig's breath caught in his throat and he began to pale.
"W-who's there?!" he demanded.
Groaning filled the air. Ludwig backed up, reaching for anything that he could use to bash skulls with. There was nothing, though, and all his randomly placed items seemed to have disappeared; that's right, he was cleaning the kitchen earlier. He glanced around and turned back to the kitchen. Something jumped out from behind him and grabbed him, almost making him faint.
"It's only meeeeeeee-" a demon-like voice said. It wavered for a moment, and Ludwig's eyes narrowed. Gilbert began coughing from using a fake voice and had to lean against to wall to keep himself from falling. Ludwig put his hands on his knees and took many deep breaths.
"Don't. Freaking. DO THAT!" Ludwig snapped. "STOP!"
Gilbert hugged Ludwig. "Ah, but it's so fun!" he said.
"Wait. Who's playing the game...?" Ludwig asked, voice cracking.
"...I...don't know," Gilbert said, genuinely confused.
The brothers looked at each other and slowly headed for the door. Gilbert, being the awesome big brother he was, threw open the door to the living room. Gilbird chirped in distress when his owner jumped him, flapping away to the safety of a really tall bookshelf.
"This game..." Ludwig said slowly, "is banned in my house."
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:'3 I hope you liked it at least a little bit!
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lol Ludwig, you chicken.
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