3. On The Battlefield- APOLOGIES FOR THE SERIOUSNESS. It took hold of me randomly.fablednorwayOctober 15 2011, 09:54:24 UTC
There was nothing beautiful about warAs he stood there in the pouring rain, his nonchalant expression hardened by bloodshed, he knew that more intimately than any one person should ever realize. He wasn't alone though. Any of the nations realized how destructive war was. His entire body felt sore, weak, bruised, broken. He knew that he was bleeding all over, that his hair was disheveled- such a rare sight for the typically clean and neat nation. His expression was intense, serious. It was the very climax of the battle. The grounds littered with the bodies of men and it was a devastating sight and yet...So incredibly necessary
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Dun worry, and let's ignore he's from an AU this time.stockholmbloodOctober 15 2011, 12:09:32 UTC
More than once, Sweden thought that he could leave his bloody past behind. He was wrong. Many times he had to fight whether he wanted it or not, either for self-defense or to protect others
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...brb. Dying in embarassment. Biggest amatuer ever on these boards..obviously..fablednorwayOctober 16 2011, 06:37:11 UTC
The massive nation, of course, was intimidating. However, Norway had smacked Denmark around enough to know that he could trust himself in taking down a considerably larger nation. He was stronger than he looked. He took a step or three forward and he could feel his side screech in pain. A cracked rib maybe- he didn't know. He didn't even care.
"I'm sorry," Norway said, earnestly, but his words were still cold. It was difficult for them not to be. Even if he was a moron, Denmark had been hurt by this. He rose the staff above his head for a moment- as though he were about to strike but he froze.
No, no. He couldn't falter. That was what would hurt him. Within the second of his own hesitation, he whipped the staff out towards Sweden. It was pathetic. It was nothing compared to his actual skills but at his current state- it was everything he could do to try and defile the nation who had left them.
[So the boss of this stage was a female, mmm? Kha-Loung wasn't stupid enough to refuse it, since he had fought women more than once in this stage, and besides one of his mentors was a woman and she would be PISSED if she knew he rejected a challenge based on something as little as the gender of his opponent.]
[He gets his bombs and knives ready and nods.] Like, I'm ready too.
[Good thing you're not understimating her only because she's a woman, that'd total upset her.]
You'll die here!
[And the power of darkness surrounds her, now you're facing the legendary one winged angel. Well, maybe she's not really like the one described in many and many books since her weapon is a giant fork and her wing is formed by a lot of pizza slices but...]
8 (and how did I miss this meme? and thwap me if I take too many liberties. XD)evenburnssoulsOctober 17 2011, 02:11:54 UTC
[Why did he agree to this ridiculous idea again? Oh, right, physically weak meister needs to develop his skills, because one measly little scratch from a fight against a two star armed with a skilled weapon means he can't take care of himself.
He'll just have to kick Alfred's arse, now won't he?]
Hey, if you want me to go easy on you, just gotta ask. [Alfred grins like the obnoxious shithead he is, cracking his knuckles. He's not going in weapon mode right off the bat anyway.]
[SNORT. Feel his disdain.] I want no such thing! [With that said, he does nothing so formal as assuming a proper fighting stance, instead rushing for Alfred immediately, ready to lash out with a jab to his gut as soon as he's within range.
Here's hoping this uncharacteristic impulsiveness works.]
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"I'm sorry," Norway said, earnestly, but his words were still cold. It was difficult for them not to be. Even if he was a moron, Denmark had been hurt by this. He rose the staff above his head for a moment- as though he were about to strike but he froze.
No, no. He couldn't falter. That was what would hurt him. Within the second of his own hesitation, he whipped the staff out towards Sweden. It was pathetic. It was nothing compared to his actual skills but at his current state- it was everything he could do to try and defile the nation who had left them.
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[He gets his bombs and knives ready and nods.] Like, I'm ready too.
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Your journey ends here, sunshine.
[Good thing you're not understimating her only because she's a woman, that'd total upset her.]
You'll die here!
[And the power of darkness surrounds her, now you're facing the legendary one winged angel. Well, maybe she's not really like the one described in many and many books since her weapon is a giant fork and her wing is formed by a lot of pizza slices but...]
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[That means WAR! Grrrrrr!]
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He'll just have to kick Alfred's arse, now won't he?]
You do realise you're going to lose, yes?
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Here's hoping this uncharacteristic impulsiveness works.]
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